New poem up at Every Day Poets

Hello there! I have a poem up at Every Day Poets called "What Round the Corner Waits" (clickable). If you have a moment, give it a look-see. And please, leave a comment there on EDP or here. I'd love to hear from you.

Peace & Love,
~Effie

Hold Me To It Pt. 2

This weeks word counts are much better than last week. I came in right at 5,800 words on various short stories, completing 2 and starting 3 more. Those 3 should be finished over the weekend. I also wrote 18 poems. A very, very productive week.

I am very satisfied with my progress. I think this word count tracking may work this time. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

Well, this post would be longer, but today my youngest son is celebrating his birthday and I am busier than a one legged an in an ass kicking contest.

Peace & Love
~Effie

In a Moment

Yeah, yeah I know, silence from me for so long and here I am, popping back to ask you to read more of my crap. But hey, if you're not busy and all and you want something to read (like who doesn't?) check out my article, In a Moment, a trio of poems that tell a very big story. At least I think they do...

Peace & Love, y'all
~E

Emerald Tales Special Edition Now Available!

Emerald Tales newest issue, the special edition of "Masks (Appearances Can Be Deceiving)" is now available for purchase from Scribblers and Ink Spillers LLC in both electronic and print formats. My poem, "Terrible Beauty" is included in this edition, the sci-fi, horror, fantasy special, and costs 5 US dollars. Subscriptions can also be purchased for 24 US dollars. International subscriptions are a bit more. Be sure you get Volume 1 Spec. 2, as that's the one I'm in. Of course, if you want more, buy more!! I'm sure Diana (owner and editor) won't mind a bit.

You can stay up to date on what's happening at Scribblers on Diana's blog:

The Scribbling Sea Sprite!

Stay tuned, more poetry and fiction will be available from me this month. More updates to come.

But for now,

Peace & Love, y'all!
~E.

Gone

Shivers run
up and down, up and down
Cold grows closer, closer
and even closer still
Rampant imaginations run free,
back and forth and back again
Dreaming things that never lie,
never die, will never go away
Leaving all behind in a hateful
wake of insanity
Lost never to return to the place
they once called home
They are now and always will be
Gone.

Here's the first thing you'll ever read written by me. Enjoy.

Peace and love, y'all
~E.