a secret laid bare
shimmering and breakable
splendor in the grass
icy mystery
moonlight reveals a glimmer
winter’s calling card

Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
a secret laid bare
shimmering and breakable
splendor in the grass
icy mystery
moonlight reveals a glimmer
winter’s calling card

No. And here is why …
When I started on Word Press (about 2.5 years ago), my intentions for the site were straightforward. It was meant to be an extension of my professional life as an educator and author, so it made no sense to blog anonymously. Plus, I’m already “out there” so if people want to find me, they can. My only self-imposed rule was based on my sense of integrity. Essentially, if I wouldn’t say it “in real life” then I wouldn’t write about it.
Fast forward a bit and my original intentions have changed a bit. I kept forgetting to post or redirect people to my “work” stuff (mostly biographies, history pieces, and sponsored content). Mostly, however, I didn’t realize when I began that I would find so much enjoyment playing with the kinds of writing that I don’t do “in real life.” I’ve become obsessed with writing haiku and flash fiction. The challenge of conveying meaning with limited words is intoxicating.
Live and learn
So … long story short, if I was to begin again I’d probably go incognito, simply to amplify the freedom to play.

secrets locked away
a heart forever frozen
tarnished memories

Thanks to Sue for hosting the #writephoto challenge and for her beautiful photo inspiration.
hidden in the flames
our secrets sizzle and snap
reduced to ashes

Thanks to Sue and her #writephoto challenge.
The probing light didn’t break her desperate silence but it did reveal her silent secret.

This 15 word story was inspired by the photo prompt from Ronda Del Boccio courtesy of Rochelle’s always fun Friday Fictioners Challenge AND Sammi’s challenge to write about “silence’ in exactly fifteen words. For me, the photo and the idea of silence seemed a perfect match, so here we are …. 🙂