Blogging · Fiction · poetry

Haute écriture…

  Your words, they fit me like a glove Intricate fabric of emotions, of chills of butterflies, inked on my skin One by one stitched to my stomach.   You cut your stories, High fashion tails tailored to be wrapped around my hips…   You write black classy lace, and You can dress me up…… Continue reading Haute écriture…

Blogging · Me myself and I · Sharing · Thoughts

Comeback, flash “Meet & Greet” style…

Hello Lovelies! 5h30 in the morning, and realizing that I’ve been back in Montréal for a week now, giving myself excuses for the last 7 days not to get to work, dust off the Cove, go back to the comment box and answer the messages I had left pending. Because, yeah, I was in Vikingland,…… Continue reading Comeback, flash “Meet & Greet” style…

Blogging · Fiction · stories

In your last letter to me…

  Blank. Drawing a blank. She would have laughed aloud, if that expression didn’t irritate her more, than not being able to write one solitary word, before tossing the paper in the air, or on the floor, or just crumpling it up in anger. “There! That’s it for me. I can’t take anymore!” Writer’s  block.…… Continue reading In your last letter to me…