Next week, I’ll be at a writer’s conference. My stomach is doing flips just thinking about it. It’s exciting, but I’m currently going through what I hear every writer goes through: the feeling of fraud. I’ve got that lingering in the back of my mind telling me that when I show up, I’ll be outContinue reading “Too Storybook”
Author Archives: Nikki
Cat Person
It’s an age old question. Do you prefer dogs or cats? I can honestly say that I love both. Each animal has traits that make them unique and special. However, if I absolutely had to pick over the other. I would pick cats. My choice comes from having the greatest cat in the world forContinue reading “Cat Person”
The End
We accomplished our goalSaved the world, in a wayFinally completed the endgameOur task is doneSo, I suppose now we move onSuch friendships were madeWhen there was danger we all facedComradery and jestsPoking fun when we didn’t think we’d last.Yet, somehow, someway, we survivedTook victory and took it with prideBut what of it now? Now thatContinue reading “The End”
Denying a Dream
How do you sate a dream you’ve denied?When that longing creeps an ache to your chest?Do you let it run it’s course?Shove it down to keep it at rest? Perhaps you humor it?Think of impossible “what ifs”Find a movie and escape for a while”Find a task to distract you from denial? What do you doContinue reading “Denying a Dream”
Words Run Out
I don’t know what to sayMy thinker just isn’t thinkingI’ve got so many things startedBut the words run out before it’s completed There’s gotta be something to giveSome inspiration I have tucked away and hidBut I stare at the screen and sighI’m not really feeling that high Take a deep breath and anotherFigure out whatContinue reading “Words Run Out”
Little Problems Piling Up
One.Not bad, we can handle one.Roll it off the shoulder and we’re done.Two.Wait. There’s more of you?Why is there confusion in the room?Three.Uh, this isn’t our usual cup of tea.Can we just go back to one?Four.Not enough people are coming through that door.Don’t tell me we’re short-staffed again.Five.It’s a hundred and eleven degrees outside.We’re allContinue reading “Little Problems Piling Up”
An Old Poem
Familiar. The breeze of a tongue.The warning of the storm to come.A shelter long built. In time made strong.Keeps the feelings away and the tears long gone.To stand a receiver of frustrated blows.Give nothing back. Don’t let anything show.There is no reason. Not even the truth.It’s only taken as a worthless excuse.Let the storm runContinue reading “An Old Poem”
Don’t Ask
Don’t ask a zookeeper why they’re crying.Most likely, they won’t be able to answer.Pay no mind to the sobs on their lips.Don’t acknowledge the tears on their face. If you have to askThen you didn’t wonderWhy a caretaker would break downPerhaps it’s all the stress they’re underOr perhaps a goodbye caused their frown To beContinue reading “Don’t Ask”
Two Little Turtles
Two Little turtles Going for a swim Both smaller than my hand And green at the rim Two Little turtles Pecking at debris Looking for something tasty to eat They kick and they swim In clear calm water Passing by trash and someone’s lost bobber Not a care in the world except to find theirContinue reading “Two Little Turtles”
Too Many Notebooks!
UGH, I know I wrote it down somewhere. Was it on a paper? A notecard? My Google docs? No. It has to be in one of my notebooks. Yet, I have a heavy sigh when I stare at my bookshelf. Which notebook is it in? I’ll flip through one. It’s what I’m using currently. OfContinue reading “Too Many Notebooks!”