#wriiters

[modern-wilde]

i was just sitting and wondering that i’m a messy, clumsy and the most annoying person to ever exist on this planet but still...still people love me...when i say people i mean “ the perfect people” the people who have the kind of personality i want for myself but since it was too much work..i left that idea...my point is...those people are ‘perfect’ and can easily love another ‘perfect’ person but no...they dont love them...they love me...sometimes i feel these ‘perfect’ people want to be like me... chaotic and annoying and doing what their heart wants but they are too afraid to make that choice for themselves. they are afraid of what the world would perceive?? i feel such people...i can feel them...

[scarlettnox]

[amytipton]

I just turned down work ‘cuz the writer is a guy & my service is for lady/lady-identifying (& GNC/NB) writers … But honestly? I can’t afford to turn anyone down so like Roxxxy Andrews says (RuPaul's Drag Race reference), “Where my people at?” C’mon ladies!

[robertmgoldstein]

Trina: The Shadow Boy Finds the Android

Trina: The Shadow Boy Finds the Android

A belated introduction.

The character named Trina first shows up in my work in 1986.

Trina: A Slice of Death

The Snake in the Grass

Trina has the power of imagination and uses it to control her world, for this she uses a journal and dolls.

Trina is probably based on the character of the Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.

The Little Prince on his Asteroid

A prompt from D. Wallace Peach ins…

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[robertmgoldstein]

Writing: What Would You Do?

Writing: What Would You Do?

On January 1, I boldly announced I would publish a book of poems this year and here it is, the middle of August and I’m stymied.

I see my writer friends spontaneously publish and I think OMG, I’m such a loser.

I suppose I should congratulate myself, this month marks nine years of intensive psychotherapy, though when I watch a trump crowd, I wonder why I bother.

Psychodynamic psychotherapyis hard…

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[oxigenio-dapalavra]

Vida cigana. As coisas me acompanham e vão embora. São minhas de noite, perco-as de dia. Não estou preso às coisas; elas não decidem nada.

Eduardo Galeano, Dias e Noites de Amor e de Guerra.

[kushnkoffee]

what the writers wanted was the spirit of revolution...

actor Ben Barnes, to the NYTimes