WeepingWisteria

Hello!

Shady and I, probably.

Something flickered in Emily’s face, perhaps the burning desire to smack Meyer upside the head, or the inclination to laugh at their little exchange. Instead, she flinched and quickly put ...

Arrgh, the answer be there on yer settings profile.

Alex shuddered. “God, I hate when she does that.” Emily turned back around and handed Alex a bag. “Your impatience has been noted.”

We have lives! They’re just punctuated with frequent postings.

Alright! I’ll respond next then with Belinda and Darvi, then whoever makes it here first can respond.

I love Enki. The only one other than Belinda and Darvi to use Darvi’s pronouns. Do we want to continue in the order we set? Me, Adri, then Chaser?

It’s good that you like to read. Reading is what makes you better writer, in part.

But also words that dissolve the pain, ones that inflate your soul with hope. Words that fill your heart with dread. Words of violence and cruelty, words of kindness and ...

Pretty words, though. Words infused with thunder or ice or love. Words that mean more than themselves.

That sucks.

Basically. A novel through a poet’s gaze.

That’s understandable.

I like setting descriptions and inner monologues.