Monthly Archives: September 2020

Real is What Matters

Yeah, it’s getting real now. I’m always thankful for that because real is what matters most. I can’t believe it’s still been less than a month since I decided to create the supporting character of Talma Loyal while editing Pneuma … Continue reading

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Salvation’s Contrast

She’d known fists before her freedom and they’d known her name, the scars on the inside festering where she’d closed off hope. His tender touch, it was contrast afire. He opened her fears to future revelation, crafting doors with care … Continue reading

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Electrical Beings

Rushing into the storm, water splashing, sirens wailing a passionate refrain. Storm surge, a pole’s power, Roman candle sparks beckoning her desire. Waterfall lashes, his hand to her cheek, his lips to her lips in an electrical kiss. Energy, charging … Continue reading

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Harvesting and Planting Ideas

How I develop a novel is always evolving and often adapts to circumstances. I say it evolves because as time has gone on there’ve been practices I’ve added and discarded. Some, I’ve continued to use novel after novel. Other times, … Continue reading

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One Step, Last Step

One step, then another in the fog, someone behind mimicking each one. One step, a sudden stop to listen, someone behind taking one step too many. One step, then another in the dark, what’s unseen behind keeping pace. One step, … Continue reading

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That Moment

’Tis sweeter, my love, your whisper at my ear, your hand to my hand, your lips so near. It’s living beyond life, and life beyond death. It’s forever in the moment eternity can’t forget. I’ll kiss you now, my love, … Continue reading

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Limited Worldbuilding

So, I’m worldbuilding again. Well, kinda, but not exactly. Okay, I am, but I’ll call it limited worldbuilding. The reason is that the world already exists. Though, in the end, what I’m doing will benefit the world as a whole, … Continue reading

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Something

There was something about something, but it wasn’t easy to define. Or admit. Explaining, it was something she tried to do, but it’s invisibility blocked their understanding. That something? It was something that came over her, from time to time. … Continue reading

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Stars

You questioned without words, pleading. My heart, languishing before the fall, my lips caressing a whisper. Even stars die, they thrive as glistening in my eyes, falling to your finger when I say goodbye. ©July 2017, September 2020 Christina Anne … Continue reading

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Reversing My Creative Decay

A few weeks ago I blogged about finding more time in my day for writing. To do so, I’d employed meditation, walking, and, especially, yoga. I’d also begun setting my phone out of reach. The result was I almost doubled … Continue reading

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