…actually, why not?
What is one word that describes you?
I see you are asking questions again. Yes, yes, yes, you are. I have to say, it is a little suspicious. Oh yes. Look at you. Sitting there acting all innocent who are you working for? No, really. Tell me. Yes, I know. I don’t care. Now, tell me who sent you? Tell me. Go on. Spill those terrible beans.
#dailysnark
Are you superstitious?
Déjà vu is a glitch in the space-time continuum.
#quantum
Which animal would you compare yourself to and why?
Field Report:
Spotted: Big Cat, lounging in a Marula tree, peaceful, but not to be trifled with.
#roar
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.
Dear Me,
As you know, this isn’t the real letter.
Check the notebook, you know which one.
Love & Hugs
Myself & I
P.S.: Arigo’s and The High Sem ❤️
Where would you go on a shopping spree?
A pretty place where all the lovely clothes fit perfectly.
This place does not exist, except maybe by magic. #dailysnark
Words, images & collages tossed from a window.
Essays, notes & interviews on why literary fiction matters to human living
small press. great publishing.
but don't take my word for it
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
three good words 