Dr. Paul Bearer was the host of Creature Feature, a self-declared "horrible old movie" double-feature that aired in the 1970's and 80's in the Tampa area. In my memory, I'm laying on a floor pillow on orange carpet, in the living room of our family cabin, and watching Attack of the Mushroom People with him … Continue reading Throwback Thursday – 9 Days Until Halloween
Do you remember the first time you stopped at a shop window, drawn to the oddities arranged there? Some of them were vaguely ornate, gleaming and reminiscent of the other side of the world. Dolls with piercing blue eyes may have looked out at you, their red mouths open to show small, white teeth. The mechanical toys were … Continue reading Wolf’s Museum Of Mystery – 28 Days Until Halloween
I’m very glad I went to the Florida Heritage Book Festival and Writing Conference this year. I gained insight into my writing and new ideas for telling stories. Thursday was a writing critique session. Participants submitted their first 10 pages of a work in early September, and we brought written comments for each other to … Continue reading The Power Of Writing Conferences – Recap Of #FHBF2015
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
My Hunger Will Consume All That Is Here And Will Free You by Victoria Nations I will climb and tear and rip it all apart with my teeth, until the way is cleared before me. I will lay waste to the kingdom I’ve invaded. I will eat until I am gorged, until I am satisfied. … Continue reading My Hunger Will Consume All That Is Here And Will Free You – A Poem of Celebration
Welcome Campers and lurkers! Day 8 of Camp NaNoWriMo and the day is full of activities. As I've posted before, I'm editing and adding to my draft novel for Camp NaNoWriMo. Most of the story is set in Florida woods next to a blackwater river. It's a setting I can see vividly in my mind - … Continue reading Camp NaNoWriMo – Lurking in the Woods
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
FRANKENERIN by Victoria Nations The girl smiled at me from the wall, and even before I saw that her mouth was stitched closed, she was in my arms. She was doll-like, with a sweet, open smile and black button eyes. A burgundy bouffant made her skin seem all the more pale. Her scars were barely … Continue reading Frankenerin
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
CLATTER by Victoria Nations The whine of wind pushing the The clatter of palm fronds and The clacking of bluejay beaks on The scritch of roach legs against The rustle of leaves caught in the Damp Dark Boot jacks Reach your hand in there I dare you
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