Strange Writing: Found Poem

Out of the cosmic hangover the Smithsonian leaves came her last thought and a coda for her day: Over this odd world, this half the world that's dark now, I have to hunt a thing that lives on tears. ********** The idea behind a found poem is to take a paragraph from a book, and break... Continue Reading →


Muse of the Day

The summer stretched out the daylight as if on a rack. Each moment was drawn out until its anatomy collapsed. Time broke down. The day progressed in an endless sequence of dead moments.China Miéville, Perdido Street Station

Strange Writing: Cara, Part V

Cara stood on the beach letting the wind whip through her long dark hair. She hated leaving, but her 7 day stay at the hotel was over. The police had turned to searching John and Amy’s farm for her buried remains instead of blasting her picture all over the news as a missing person, so... Continue Reading →

Muse of the Day

To be a good researcher is to be a good detective, and I enjoy ferreting out tidbits of information. For a diary book like 'A Coal Miner's Bride,' newspapers come in handy for small everyday details such as weather reports. Susan Campbell Bartoletti, writer

Muse of the Day

I never was that boy who loved gangster films, but when I was growing up, I was obsessed with the detective Dick Tracy. It was one of my favourite movies as a kid, and he really inspired me. I would have loved to be part of that golden age of Hollywood in the 1940s. It... Continue Reading →

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