Lend her your hope; she will label it as her own and attach to you like velcro. Don’t treat her like a thunderstorm; she is …
The Difference by Kayla Wheeler
The photographs of our childhood sit crooked in their frames like baby teeth. On holidays, or dinner parties, or when the plumber comes to fix …
Beach Nights by WASI
“We wrote this song in Jess’ super tiny Hollywood apartment. We wanted to write something that brought us back to our beach, So Cal roots. …
Nothing to Write About by Carol McGill
Clara lay on top of her duvet, head thrown back, gazing at the ceiling as her guitar rested on her tummy. Her toes, raised on …
Daughter Dawn by Michael Lee Johnson
Daughter Dawn Christine wakes under gray cracked South Bend, Indiana skies. Date is November 3, 1965, Memorial Hospital. The moon moves back, shelters this infant. …
Red Jacket by Daniela Sordillo
I saw you today. You looked different to the last time I’d seen you. You looked different. But as we sat upstairs on the cold …
Please Don’t Go by Jerri Sparks
I’m haunted by her last words “Please don’t go” As I slowly backed my car down her driveway. The look of deep pain owned …
Writing Tips: “The Importance of Writing Twaddle” by Jennifer Niven
Katherine Mansfield once said, “Looking back, I was always writing. Twaddle it was, too. But far better to write twaddle or anything, anything, than nothing …
Are You Ready for NaNoWriMo?
Hey, Germs! Another congratulations to everyone who participated in Camp NaNoWriMo. It’s always awesome to try that sort of thing, and Camp NaNoWriMo is perfect …