I was raised to love graveyards. I was raised on classic horror movies and their eerie graveyards, filled with rolling mist. My parents bought me horror comics and introduced me to Edgar Allen Poe and Stephen King in elementary school. We had the full encyclopedia of Man, Myth, and Magic, and I would lean against the bookshelf for hours, reading and marveling … Continue reading Writing In Graveyards – 22 Days Until Halloween
I listened to Sounds To Make You Shiver over and over as a kid. Blowing wind and hooting owls made me imagine empty places. Frankenstein's monster breaking loose was the very sound of havoc. But, goodness, look at that album cover! So. Many. Monsters. They are tumbling out of that castle! Frankenstein's monster is stomping towards … Continue reading Throwback Thursday – 23 Days Until Halloween
Time to pull out the Halloween decorations!
October is here! October is here! There's a faint chill in the morning, and night is coming earlier. Bats are flying like mad in the evenings as the summer insects emerge and search for mates. Pumpkins are everywhere. Flying skeletons and graveyard fences are showing up in neighborhood yards. I'm late haunting our yard … Continue reading It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year – 30 Days Until Halloween
Horse by Victoria Nations Smooth planes of muscle and bone grown over with layers of detritus, lichen and grime caught in the corners spreading until they touch one another crusting the surface beneath which lies smooth planes of muscle and bone and skin shiny with sweat wetting the living things who drink and cover the … Continue reading Horse – A Poem Poised To Run
This is my writing scarf. It's my writing scarf because it's a little spooky and my family gave it to me to wear while I'm writing. I wore it occasionally, and then put it on for the first day of NaNoWriMo last November - great for keeping warm in the chilly spot where I sit in the … Continue reading Writing Talismans and Camp NaNoWriMo
CHICKEN PURSE by Victoria Nations I need a new purse and I want to find one that looks like a chicken. It will be life-sized and feathery, and have little horny feet that stick out of the bottom because truly elegant purses have feet. The head will have a pink, rubbery comb and bright plastic … Continue reading Chicken Purse – A Poem
ANYWAY by Victoria Nations She has no red hair, and no gray, and only a few freckles peppered across her putty nose, and splattered down her back. She's the tall one, the strong one who owns a tool belt, but leaves the dead opossums to me, along with the lizards and big bugs. She's a … Continue reading Anyway – A Love Poem
DOODLING by Victoria Nations Doodling things with tentacles And teeth That's not right It should be beaks and tentacles And suction cups And delightfully slimy skin It should be aquatic And shape-shifting And fast But There it sits Furry and toothed A cunning eye turned up Staring And tentacles I can’t see where all the … Continue reading Doodling
Victoria Nations 