The Good, the Bad and the… Are those Fangs in Your Grin, Dear?

The healing of my innards has been happening at a speed slow enough to make the world’s slowest snail flex its running muscles, while leaving my weepy gut in the slimy trail of its disdain. That’s the Bad bit, my Wicked Luvs—I’m not healing as quickly as expected (or as hoped), and the situation wreaks havoc with the rest of my living. Treatment that was supposed to last six weeks has been extended to thirteen weeks (at least I got a good number, right?). Then it’s all down a considerably crappy hill from there. But…

Weeping about what cannot be changed is not for me or my eyeballs, so let’s talk about the Good: my reading, filling out forms, and other time-sucking daily activities (I’d rather not do) have been reduced by nearly three hours. This gives me at least 180 delicious extra minutes to write myself some yummily dark fiction. What does that mean, Magaly darling? You might be asking your hot selves. And because you are so freaking cool, I will, of course, tell you: a month (at my current energy levels) doesn’t give me enough time to write, edit and polish the long short story collection I wanted to publish in April. But…

Five weeks (plus 1 *since 6 is such an ugly number*) might work quite well for the development of Drusilla’s novella. I mean… seriously, my Wicked Luvs, what soul in her right mind wouldn’t want to visit “Camp Cute, Creepy and (Quite Conveniently) Remote” in springtime?

I completed the outline of the story yesterday. My aim is to have the first rough draft finished by the end of the month *fingers crossed and typing gaily*. I will share updates via my old new Facebook Page, which I’ve just pulled out of the pits of unpublished oblivion.

If you’ve yet to meet Drusilla Amarantha Tepes, the Only, know this: she’s armless, she’s legless, she’s a tween who loves herself, her mad family and her friends to bits… Her mind works in cackle-producing ways that tend to warm the heart and tickle the senses. You can find a listing of her stories and poems on my Web Serials page.

I chose to delight in the writing of Drusilla’s story at this particular time because I love the dark sweetness of her uncanny ways. Also, because she brings to mind Charles Addams’ Wednesday and Neil Gaiman’s Coraline… and for me, my Wicked Luvs, that’s practically soul therapy. 😉

Drusilla“Tween Drusilla”, stitched to grinning life by Emma Yardis (of Little Gothic Horrors)

Expanding Wee Bits of Dark Fiction and Poetry, 5

Yep, there has been renaming. Since I’ve been adding bits of poetry and fiction to images I like, scribbling on Jeremy A. Bastian’s Discordia (I told you about it on this post), and I’ve been playing with adult coloring books and other things, I felt that “From Blackout Poem Bit to Flash Fiction or Full-Length Poetry” was no longer descriptive enough.

You know how it goes, my Wicked Luvs… Below, I’ve listed the Bits of poetry and fiction I’ve shared on Instagram or Facebook since “A Spirited Soul”, winner of From Blackout Poem Bit to Flash Fiction or Full-Length Poetry, 4. Leave a comment letting me know which Bit should grow into a story or a full-length poem?

1) Which Bit do you wish me to develop?
2) Would you like your choice to be flash fiction or longer poetry?
3) *optional* Why?

Here is the short list:

“Falling”
I fall
in love and lust
with you
13 times a day,

and

13 times a day,
you
show me why
I will continue falling.
– handwritten (not blacked out)

“To Be Tasted”
Books
damage ignorance.
Drink books
in volumes.
Books are to be tasted,
swallowed,
digested
– blacked out from Caring for Your Book

“The Wee Memoirs of a Victorian Mourning Doll”
Click HERE to listen to the wee tale. It’s only 107 seconds long.

“Weirdest”
Having lost a leg, fighting
man’s ravishing of the land,
the fox chewed on killer-grass
and lay down to die…

death didn’t claim her—
Gaia blessed her
weirdest.
– handwritten on Bastian’s Discordia

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I shall turn the Bit with the most votes into a story or a longer poem, depending on your choices. Please, cast your vote before Sunday, November 8th at 1:13pm EST.

Weirdest
– drawing, by Jeremy A. Bastian
– poetry, by Magaly Guerrero