Authoring fiction based on life experiences

When a bad day gets worse… use it in your book How I Feel The police leave a burden of questions and concerns I hadn’t imagined I would have when I woke up today. Before I breach the subject, however, Remy breaks the silence, “Did you know they store plutonium waste in kitty litter?” Not knowing what to say, I blink, “Rem, the police [...]

By |2021-04-14T15:13:56-07:00April 14th, 2021|writing Fiction from life experiences|0 Comments


Hastening the life force eternal with every breath of clear crisp air that delves between the layers of soot and ash, we awaken to the rise of spirits, morale and kindredness eager to share the splendor of nature's bounty with tidings of happiness and hope for everything that is new and splendid. Draconian colors, woo [...]

By |2020-04-14T10:45:49-07:00April 14th, 2020|writing Fiction from life experiences|0 Comments

Unseen offerings

Night fades, with it my friends Things I know, feelings I understand Stirring the unknown inside, of the unknown that surrounds.   Tempting the light, the forbidden dawn Unable to subdue, unwilling to retreat The offering is unmistakably unseen, yet lingers and pursues.   Bandied chasms depose fettered chains Dispelling the wrote from the sublime [...]

By |2018-11-30T13:55:30-07:00November 30th, 2018|writing Fiction from life experiences|0 Comments

Gods of men

The Fountains of France Through the haze of memory He stands erect dominating La Place de la Concorde He is perfection. Strong yet docile, kind yet onerous There is no equal. The hordes honor him as they pass The crowned reverant, an inexplicable evolution Transcending the ages. Mired yet ephemeral, a mirror of [...]

By |2018-10-17T09:31:54-07:00October 17th, 2018|writing Fiction from life experiences|0 Comments

Nurtured by the Ancients

Guardian of the path Every tree in every forest, plain, mountain or jungle is the apotheosis of the primordial spirit within. Some sleep peacefully, others are reminders that the world belongs to a higher form of existence. The ancient ones continually resonate with omnipresence that cannot be defined by the thought process of [...]

By |2018-10-11T10:53:02-07:00October 2nd, 2018|writing Fiction from life experiences|1 Comment

Bridges to nowhere

Faced with this bridge, spanning over a dead marsh leading to the sea. I panicked. It's not comfortable to be surrounded by so much death. Who's fault is this? How did this happen? Why didn't someone clean this up? Why do I feel so uncomfortable? These questions and my own fear of mortality challenged by [...]

By |2018-11-30T14:09:06-07:00October 1st, 2018|writing Fiction from life experiences|1 Comment
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