Look out for my memoir! I'll be reading it to my Patreon supporters in serial for the duration of practical quarrantine. https://www.patreon.com/posts/35044305 Tartan & Other Hereditary Patterns (currently seeking agent) by Kerry E McKenna A month after Kerry's divorce, her father has a stroke and his soul passes right through her as he dies. No… Continue reading Author Reads yet unpublished Manuscript for you!
Tag: Travel
Here – a poem. No, the title is “Here”. But yeah, here’s a poem.
I am here. This is no small feat. I have worked to get here. I have scratched the backs. I have tricked my mind, twisted the words, made a fool of myself repeatedly. I have even felt like a slave to my own ambition. To have escaped here I have carefully lost my way again… Continue reading Here – a poem. No, the title is “Here”. But yeah, here’s a poem.
Of Alphabets and Friends
A Proper Privacy - It has always tickled me when books of a certain vintage would abbreviate names and places that the author didn’t need to disclose. I think it was a Victorian convention. Even in fiction, they’d say, “When I met M- on the street, he seemed chipper, which was out of character.” As… Continue reading Of Alphabets and Friends
Gilded Exploits
The creation and the embodiment of energy, what they’ve invested in, valued, now mingling impossibly here...
Gypsy Wagon
Will was too busy after all to attend me in Newcastle. I museum-delved without him to see a marble statue visible though the window. Lovers entwined, ecstatic kiss. Every angle a blissful depiction. Feeling worse, I exit to the sloping street. Wander, wander, wander. Then a barrel-shaped wagon on a pedestrian triangle. Bright colors, purple red,… Continue reading Gypsy Wagon
Interior Adjustments
But I can’t believe that living space doesn’t matter. I am in a mood to design yet another perfect residence.
Trains and German (excerpt)
Yet I still felt small and contracted the further east we got. Maybe the hills were closer together. Maybe I was nervous
