My personal thanks to Sage Sweetwater who befriended and encouraged me with her reviews, “Joyce’s poems are really good…Feminist godly mythology… sensuous, of love, of women and addictive, competitive drama…Angel-bearing wings, Joyce White’s poetry flies above life’s fault line.” Of my book, Sculpting the Heart with Art Therapy E-book, she says, “this book is about [...]
“I just came from the dentist and had two cavities filled and three shots to numb my mouth. I read the book between torture treatments. At least I had something to make me laugh.” Many people write books about dogs so why shouldn’t this author tell the world about her bad or incorrigible dog too. [...]
On stage, the magician prepared for his final act. “Ladies and Gentleman, I am sure you have all heard of The Great Harry Houdini and his amazing escape tricks.” He rolled up his shirt sleeves and faced the audience, standing with his feet planted wide. “Tonight I will attempt a trick Mr. Houdini did, with [...]
Let me love you.. I’m trying to give you what’s left of me.. Our hearts beat the same but I need you right next to me, Put down that wall and let your emotions flow through, friends say that’s a bad idea, but its different.. I’ve been hurt too.. We can walk hand & hand [...]
If you literary leanings are towards writing full-time, you have to become totally obsessive with each project. You have no other choice, if you want it to work on all levels. At this moment in time, my mind is completely given over to writing an anthology of sequential short stories for the five fictional characters [...]
Ebon struggled with his telekinesis, trying to get his phantom fingers to do what he needed them to do. The quill twitched and skipped over the paper, but his fine manipulation with the spell…
A Magic University Teaser Tale Nia clawed nonchalantly at the dirt by her feet. She sat splayed on the stoop, her silver scales glinting in the sun. Glancing briefly over her shoulder at the sturdy oaken door behind her, she heaved a ragged sigh. Her current position was all a result of being good at [...]
I had managed to clear my head and grasp his conversation. I recognized the voice. He had been the one on the microphone! “Well, nothing else I seem to have gotten you a promotion.”
After her sister, Dryad haunts her from beyond the grave for three long and torturous years, Sarabande undertakes a dangerous journey into the past to either raise her cruel sister from the dead, ending the torment or to take her place in the safe darkness of the earth.
Tom took a deep breath of sweet spring air and enjoyed the feeling of the sun on his face. He exhaled slowly, savouring his current sense of freedom. If only he could make it last.
