Memories (haiku)

Memories over-lap, rewriting the past withlucid reminders Copyright © Robin LeeAnn I feel you by my side when it rains / Brings back my precious memoriesWhat do you wish / What do you wish / What do you wishPlease let me hear—Man with a Mission, "Rain"

Musical hearts

Out from my heartcomes a song no one hears It wanders around my headand slips out in a word or two Everyone hums their own song,another word or two to another tune They stumble their feet to mine,while I hop in time to theirs But we never really hear each other’s fully,not enough to know … Continue reading Musical hearts

A reminder for writers

The world goes by so quickly that it can seem like we haven't done much at all. As if the world accomplishes mountains while we take one step. But remember that everyone takes different paths. It doesn't matter if we get there when we're fifteen or fifty. It just matters that we get there at … Continue reading A reminder for writers

Writing is hard…

Writing is hard and complex, because it's as subjective as it gets. Sometimes, someone will see the magic in what you wrote. Other times, no one will quite understand what's on the page. It's okay either way. But it's difficult for writers to see it like that. Sour reviews or rejections can make one almost … Continue reading Writing is hard…

Using pop culture as a writing release

At AWP, I went to a panel that spoke about how writers used pop culture in their published work. They'd write as if they were the characters themselves or at least in that fictional universe. Some were fun and silly, but it was also a way for them to develop and understand their feelings towards … Continue reading Using pop culture as a writing release

A different kind of story

I don't know about you, but I always like different kinds of stories. Not the same love stories that repeat on the radio, movies, and books. But rather stories that you can't quite describe by saying, "Oh! This story's like my other favorite show." It has a bit of uniqueness that is hard to describe. … Continue reading A different kind of story

Run dragon

The dragon flapped its heavy wings on top of the tower. Everything—leaves, bushes, flowers—bent down to its power. It let out a hurtling cry, alerting everyone in the country of its presence. I crouched behind a tree, making sure my earmuffs stayed on tight. I didn’t want to lose my hearing just because I had … Continue reading Run dragon