Vintage Notes…
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Tag: writer
K like Kalon…
. Do you have a muse? The interviewer’s voice vaguely echoed through his mind. If they only knew… She was so much more than a muse… Ultimate inspiration wrapped in the purest, pinkest silk… A symphony of curves and fine lines. If only he could write her with his poor unworthy words. That’s all…… Continue reading K like Kalon…
Inspiration… (September 17th FFF)
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Inspiration… (September 17th FFF)
Friendly strangers – FFFC
She couldn’t remember who the first one had been… To her defence, it was a long long time ago. Back when she wouldn’t even notice their presence. But they were there, no doubt about that now. Where they had come from, she didn’t know. Why they had come to her, she couldn’t say. They just…… Continue reading Friendly strangers – FFFC
The best writing advice I ever heard…
I am twisting the rules tonight. My post is not really about any advice, but about the most inspiring thing I ever heard, that has to do with my writing. The lady above is Miss Amélie Nothomb. Amélie is without the shadow of a doubt my favorite author of all times. She is absolutely…… Continue reading The best writing advice I ever heard…
My ultimate goal as a writer…
I remember when I read the above words for the first time. My eyes danced down the lines, then paused and thought ”That’s it!” Some people write, hoping to become famous, others aspire to make big money out of their words. But fame doesn’t attract me, and I know I’ll never get rich from…… Continue reading My ultimate goal as a writer…
Just words…
When writer’s block got the best of her, she tried hiding from any for of reading for a while. Not as a revenge, for her lack of inspiration, but simply because she knew she was too fragile and enclined to steal bits and pieces of other people’s stories to fuel her own imagination… She…… Continue reading Just words…
A Muse Day…
Previously posted on July 30th of 2018. Everything was set. The new day could begin. She had opened the shutters, lit the wood oven and put water to boil on the stove. Everyone of her moves was precise and weirdly graceful. A well prepared ballet she had practiced and perfected along the months.…… Continue reading A Muse Day…
Inspiration…
Elusive creature, writers’ best friend and worst enemy… When you’re hiding I escape to my furnished library… Snuggling a while in the warm arms of my favorite authors. Hoping my words will one sweet day also matter. Mysterious, untameable, volatile… Precious, uplifting and fragile… Every wordsmith’s locomotion, Never leave me dear inspiration! Via Fandango’s…… Continue reading Inspiration…
Vessel…
They say What you see is what you get! But don’t be fooled when you look my way. You might see this more than average woman, not beautiful, nor especially ugly. Not dressed to get your attention, no make up, no flashy jewelery. Not speaking loud when speaking at all. I blend in the crowd,…… Continue reading Vessel…
Cyranny's Cove 