Be Terribly Good in My Story, or fall

He’s witty, attractive, energetic, and just the right amount of insane. When we first met, somewhere between “Becoming Sweettooth” and “The Darker Fringes”, I was certain that my story couldn’t happen without him.

Alas (don’t you just love saying “alas” aloud and then sighing?). Anyhoo, I was wrong…

…still, letting him go pains me deeply.

He is quite the wonder at the (not always appreciated) art of torturing others while grinning sweetly. But not terribly useful in the tale that birthed him. And goodness knows that no story can survive the effects of a useless character (regardless of how gifted said character might be at making others scream in ear-catching ways).

I am going to put him (and his, um… tools) in a virtual box. Nicely locked. Mayhap, one day, I’ll think up a dark, bloody (and properly maniacal) love story just for him.


see the complete blackout here

I Hear Fictional Poets

We are one third of the way there, my Wicked Luvs, can you believe it? Incredulity is filling me, too. I feel like I have already shared at least 73.6 poems. Seriously; I am collecting more and more justification for my personal rule of not blogging every day (which I obviously broke for this event). I’m proud of you and of me, too, for I know how much work this is. Deliciously satisfying work, though…

For Day 11 of NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015, Create a poem written from the point of view of a fictional character. Do cite the work where the character appears. That way, we can wink at her, him, it… if we wish to.

Instructions

* Leave a link to your poem, as a comment. Include the title of your entry, and the direct link to your post. Example: “NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015”: http://magalyguerrero.com/napowrimo-with-magaly-guerrero-2015/. Visit other Wicked Darlings and comment on their yum. They might visit you back (it’s polite).

* If you use this prompt, please link it to your post. And if you are feeling extra delicious, link your poem to the main entry. Show others where to go. Spread the word. Linking back to the source will keep you free of flying monkeys… little dogs, too.

I Hear Fictional Poets

Crone of My Mind’s Flesh

You ran fiery and inexorable
through my thoughts,
before my blood felt you
would need your Own Soul
to make you human.

A Big Bang can start a universe,
but the story of a world can’t be kept just
by fire and stone—
life needs water and air;
living wants spirit.

All who read the lines of your face
believe you birthed to be protectress
of the Wild Child running my heart’s woods.
But you were my firstborn:
wise, knowing, Crone of my mind’s flesh.

I carry you in my skull
with a book, a sprig of rosemary, and a silver frog.
The land fell in love with your thumb…

and I
with you both.

Process Note: Sofía Cienfuegos is a character in AlmaMia Cienfuegos and Other Stories. The short collection focuses on her youngest granddaughter, but Mamabuela (Grandmother) lived in my head and heart a long time before I knew a story would be written. The poem was partly inspired by my favorite of her quotes: “We can choose not to remember this day, but bones have strong memories. And earth never forgets.”

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NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015, Day 9 – I Made this Poem: Write a poem inspired by something created by you (a story, a painting, a recipe…).

AlmaMia Cienfuegos and Other StoriesAlmaMia Cienfuegos and Other Stories, by Magaly Guerrero
cover art, by Michelle Kennedy

Mamabuela (Sofia Cienfuegos) by Gina“Sofía (Mamabuela) Cienfuegos”, through the eyes of Gina Morley