Things to come.

I love reading writing tips from authors, they are very helpful things indeed. I was reading some tips last night and thought they’d be good to share with everyone, which sparked an idea. From now on, every Wednesday will become ‘Writing Tip Wednesday’, and I’ll post  writing tips from authors to help us writers out.  Since … More Things to come.

Descent

We had perfection, But we let it go, Now all that’s left for us Is a slow descent into hell. By R.L.Sharpe.

The Angel. A poem.

His wings are battered, battered and broken, broken he falls, falls from the sky, the sky that is darkening, darkening like his insides. His insides are shattered, shattered to his heart, his heart is battered, battered and broken, broken like his wings. His wings fail and he falls, falls from the sky, dejected.

A WORD ON WORDS.

I was writing a short story, going along fine, and then I write the word ‘agreeance,’ sure enough, a wiggly red line appears underneath, which puzzled me because I was sure I had spelt it right. So I go on the net to investigate. Turns out I had spelt it right, it just technically isn’t … More A WORD ON WORDS.

Tears.

we may all speak different languages, but pain is universal and tears are spoken by all. (A micro-poem by Rochelle Sharpe.)