It is easy to get caught up in our chaotic lives and forget to look around. As Wordsworth so poetically put it, “The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay …
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Carve Out Your Talent
Get out there! Create yourself. Find your rebirth. Carve out your talent. Through the blood, sweat, and tears, you will find your success.
How to Write a Novel & Hold Down a Demanding Job
Guest Post by Caroline Elvin, Author & Freelance Writer It’s no easy feat to write a novel, but doing it whilst holding down a full-time job can be a whole separate challenge in itself. Whilst writing my …
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Traditional Publishing: The Pain, Trauma, and Reward
I received my first rejection letter on August 20th of this last year. The words of the form rejection are etched into my mind forever: “Thank you for considering me with your query. Unfortunately, your manuscript does …
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April is the Cruelest Month
Those of you who follow me on a somewhat regular basis know that I am slightly obsessed with T.S. Eliot. Okay, maybe more than slightly. Like all things that I find myself fascinated with, Eliot has become …
Guest Posts
Hey all! I am looking for some fantastic authors to feature on my website! Written something fantastic? Let me know. You can contact me through the Contact Me page or email me directly at mrskelseylstone@gmail.com This month I …
Instagram Giveaway
Hello All! Hop on over to Instagram and check out my giveaway, going on through Tuesday, 03/21/17! It will run all day today, all day Tuesday, and then winners will be chosen on Wednesday. 🎉 WAIT THERE …
Instead of Poetry
The sun came out today. I almost didn’t recognize it. My eyes watered and my heart pounded. It was rather like reuniting with a lost lover and feeling those first tender caresses. It reignited in me a …
Play of Light
Sweat beaded and dripped It accumulated Behind her ears Glued loose tendrils of toffee hair Against the nape of her neck Gave her a shiny, salty mustache Light twirled Illuminated half of those sullen features Phantom-like Before …
Tibetan Lemonade 