You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
There are mountains, there are molehills, and there’s my family: a f-cking tsunami. #dailysnark

…actually, why not?
You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
There are mountains, there are molehills, and there’s my family: a f-cking tsunami. #dailysnark
What are three objects you couldn’t live without?
Are you a genie?
Because this feels like one of those trick questions… #dailysnark
What experiences in life helped you grow the most?
They say “Healing Journey”
They mean finding all manner of skeletons in all manner of closets and encountering demons in human disguise.
The point is knowing when to fight back and when to walk away.
#healing
Do you believe in fate/destiny?
Some coincidences are far too coincidental. No idea what that is, but it keeps on happening.
#whatjusthappened
Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
Back when you didn’t want to stop the planet and get off. #dailyscream
Words, images & collages tossed from a window.
Essays, notes & interviews on why literary fiction matters to human living
small press. great publishing.
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Home hub & scribble space of Prose Writer & Poet Kristiane Weeks-Rogers (she/hers), author of poetry collection: 'Self-Anointment with Lemons'.
A journey from one end of the bookshelf to the other