napacaswellkwy (@napacaswellkwy)

Saturday at the beach: the beach is new every morning. During each night a sort of environmental sorcery occurs and it becomes an entirely different landscape. Mysterious things appear and disappear on the tide, left there in the moonlight. If I arrive early enough, while its still dark, sometimes I observe the change myself...but I keep mum, since magic is a secret, wondrous thing. #whyiwrite #writersofinstagram #writingmotivation #writingmuse #amwriting #nanowrimo #amreading #amwriting #writersjourney #writerscommunity #writingmaps #writersgarden #nccn2017 #capefearsunrise #sunrise_sunsets_aroundworld #ig_sunrise #northcarolinabeaches #clouds #natureshots #greatoutdoors #natgeo #nikon #nikonphotography #beach #whatinspiresyou #whatisawtoday #authorslife #brunswickislands

napacaswellkwy (@napacaswellkwy)

Friday's Meditation Moment: Perception is relative...I passed this rock formation every day for a year before I really examined it...occasionally, what you see is an illusion...and sometimes, the illusion is the truth. For writers, all our truths are illusions and all our illusions are truth...it's what keeps our readers enthralled. Have a #goodwritingday #whyiwrite #writersofinstagram #writingmotivation #writingmuse #amwriting #nanowrimo #imageastext #writersgarden #writerscommunity #writersjourney #writersblog #bookblogger #bookstagram #books #booklover #writersblog #whatinspiresyou #whatisawtoday #californiadreaming #californiaphotographer #californianature #winecountrywriter #NorthernCalifornia #napavalley #natureshots #natgeo #greatoutdoors #landscapephotography #authorslife

Poetic_Life_Man (@poetic_life_man)



Penance or Pittance by Eli Perez.

"What did I do wrong"
asks the broken winged bird
laying, trembling, on a mid-autumn snowy field
fat creamy clouds dangling low
fox closing in, snake-like, purposed
worry kneaded into the fox's brows
"if winter is here this early
what does this mean for my family"
thinks the tired fox
injured bird is struck with the banality of inequity
that such should be his fate
when all he's ever done is protect and provide
fox has arrived, opens wide
winter is never content.

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Eli (@life_man)



Penance or Pittance by Eli Perez.

"What did I do wrong"
asks the broken winged bird
laying, trembling, on a mid-autumn snowy field
fat creamy clouds dangling low
fox closing in, snake-like, purposed
worry kneaded into the fox's brows
"if winter is here this early
what does this mean for my family"
thinks the tired fox
injured bird is struck with the banality of inequity
that such should be his fate
when all he's ever done is protect and provide
fox has arrived, opens wide
winter is never content.

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Minerva Stewart (@minerva.stewart)

my writing muse underneath my desk.

napacaswellkwy (@napacaswellkwy)

Wednesday's Writer's Inspiration: Contemplation...who or what is your muse? What gives you inspiration? Is it a place or a memory? "O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention." (William Shakespeare) mine vary from day to day...but a spectacular dawn sky will always inspire me. #whyiwrite #writersofinstagram #writingmotivation #writingmuse #amwriting #nanowrimo #imageastext #writersgarden #writingmaps #writerscommunity #writersjourney #writersblog #amreading #bookstagram #books #booklover #whatinspiresyou #whatisawtoday #californiadreaming #californiaphotographer #winecountrywriter #napa #NorthernCalifornia #californianature #natureshots #greatoutdoors #natgeo #landscapephotography

napacaswellkwy (@napacaswellkwy)

Mornings give me a chance to fix all those things in my manuscript I tossed and turned about the night before. The sunrise belongs to writing...with coffee as my fuel, I switch on the new computer and curse, since I'm not used to it yet, and find my place, waiting quietly for my muse and my characters to finish arguing so I can begin. Nothing else exists in the world ... only the words that appear before me...
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BlueAlpha. (@solivagant_writer)

Find someone who knows that all I love yous’ don't have to end with an I love you too..
Find someone who will keep telling you they love you forever.
Find someone who knows that when you are vulnerable , all you ever want to keep doing is telling them how much you love them and that ,THAT alone gives so much power.
Find someone to whom you can hand your heart out to ,
Someone who will hold your heart, listen to you say “I love you”  and say it back along with you,
Find someone whose plain “I love you’s” will heal your heart, layer by layer ,
Will give you all the strength you need.
Find someone who knows that's exactly what you need ,
Someone who knows what it's like to be bare,
Someone who wants to cover you and hold you even though their arms maybe raw and cut up by the harsh world.

Find someone who talks to you every time you are out of your mind and rambling shit crazy things ,
Find someone who will hold you through the storms and not let go,
Find someone who won't tell you even a word about their own battles,
Find someone who you don't talk to everyday,
But you can can always go back to them and they will heal you with as well as they did before.
Because they are home.
Always have been.

Find them ,
And NEVER LET THEM GO.
Find them ,
And BE ETERNALLY EVER SO GRATEFUL FOR THEM.
Find them ,
And take good care of them.
Find them ,
And remind them you love them ,beyond this world. ( They probably need it more than you know )
Find them ,
And hold them, make them home,
Tell them they are beautiful, tell them they are magic, tell them their powers.
Find them and love them out of their lives.

And I am eternally ever so thankful, I wish I could do you even a little part of the huge good that you do me.
I would never be able to repay you.
And also, let me in, I want to hold you too.
I love you, I really do.

BlueAlpha. (@solivagant_writer)

If someone asks me about my last year , this is what comes to my mind.

Most of the year was a blur that passed past my eyes.

Bitter sweet. You know that taste that lingers in your mouth after you smell or eat anything super sweet. It leaves that taste in my mouth, that turns coppery and bloody within seconds.
It's around the time between January to March that quirks up when last year is mentioned.
Zero body cycle, unnatural sleeping patterns and ungodly waking up hours. Food intake almost had gone down to zero. College was the same dreadful cycle repeated.
Hail a cab, half hearted tell them where to go, half pay attention half try to listen to music that made its way through the hollows of my ears. Half just wish to meet with an accident and die half way. Just end the eternal pain.
Walking down the road with warm sunshine that couldn't heat my shivering bones and looking at the yellow leaves on the black tarred road. Usually I love to crunch past those crispy yellow leaves , but then it just seemed too much of a drudge.
Texting my best friend all the way till the college gate , the only bare escape until the painful process of trying not to throw up an empty stomach started. Suffocating , seated in one room for the next eight hours until time ticked in slow motion.

Full sleeve jackets to cover all the cuts and scars my hands bore. Shoulders then too. Identical gashes on opposite ends. The hope of getting them tattooed once all of this ended was the little hope driving me. Scars that had faded began to dig their way out of my skin, burning like brands , just like my lungs burned with the unwanted oxygen.

A peculiar smell, that of my deo ( that I now hate ) used to linger about. Sometimes on fresh clothes, sometimes on blood soaked ones, sometimes even diffusing with the smell of my sweaty unwashed body. That bitter bitter bitter smell , poisoning my breath had become dear. Because it hurt me , because I beared it even though it was unbearable.
There were warm days too.

But they were like the bright morn on which caskets were lowered into graves. They were warm like everlasting sleep.

Nita J (@nitajohnsonauthor)

***COVER REVEAL*** BLURB

Willow was happily married with two adorable children but her life took an unexpected turn. Leaving her utterly devastated.

In her time of need she turned to the one person who had always been there for her, the one person who had never let her down, her beloved, Nan.
Packing up her life to move in with her seemed a great idea.
A chance for her and the children to heal, to start afresh.

What Willow wasn't expecting was to be attracted the new neighbour who had moved in across the road.

Jesse.

Jesse was determined to show Willow that all wasn't lost, instead wanting to show her that she had everything to gain.

Jesse wanted Willow to take a chance on him but was she ready to put her heart on the line?
Was she willing to put her love, trust and faith into a man who had the power to ruin her beyond repair?

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C.L. Irwin (@authorclirwin)

This is his favorite spot in the house. In the morning, he'll wait for me to open the doors to my study, just so he can settle into his favorite napping spot. He'll stay there ALL day too and won't leave until I do. My little trusty writing companion.😺 #catsofinstagram #catsagram #writerslife #writersofinstagram #amwriting #amwritingfantasy #writingmuse #mycatismywritingmuse

napacaswellkwy (@napacaswellkwy)

Monday Writer's Motivation: Observation...so much of fiction is a reflection of what we see, hear and experience. "There is only one trait that marks the writer. He is always watching." (Morley Callaghan) Because writing is a fairly solitary endeavor, we tend to migrate to coffeehouses, libraries and park benches to absorb the nuances of ordinary life...and create. Have a #agoodwritingday #whyiwrite #writersofinstagram #writingmotivation #writingmuse #writersgarden #aroompfonesown #authorslife #writingmaps #writerscommunity #writersjourney #writersblog #books #bookstagram #booklover #whatinspiresyou #whatisawtoday #winecountrywriter #californiaphotographer #californiadreaming #Nikonphotography #natureshots #greatoutdoors #natgeo #landscapephotography #greatoutdoors #Nikon #trees #sunrise_sunsets_aroundworld #ig_sunrise

Poetic_Life_Man (@poetic_life_man)



All the Way to Sideways by Eli Perez.

You might be dropped in a fatherless home
one set of brothers, but always alone
government fed mothers get a bad rap
but sometimes facts are just facts

maybe you slide into a pristine castle
New York condominium, ranch in El Paso
sterling silver spoon shoved down your throat
the finest of walls, yet love so remote
own enough diamonds you publicly gloat
but inside your hallways are barren

mostly, I know, you're gravel and steel
somewhere between stark and surreal
cutting out coupons for Walmart redemption
one of the cool kids or someone unmentioned
picking up glass from something you've shattered
smashing in heads or one of the battered
braiding a noose without any rope
selling your smile for a gram of pure hope

in the end we're all just trying to cope
with something.

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Eli (@life_man)



All the Way to Sideways by Eli Perez.

You might be dropped in a fatherless home
one set of brothers, but always alone
government fed mothers get a bad rap
but sometimes facts are just facts

maybe you slide into a pristine castle
New York condominium, ranch in El Paso
sterling silver spoon shoved down your throat
the finest of walls, yet love so remote
own enough diamonds you publicly gloat
but inside your hallways are barren

mostly, I know, you're gravel and steel
somewhere between stark and surreal
cutting out coupons for Walmart redemption
one of the cool kids or someone unmentioned
picking up glass from something you've shattered
smashing in heads or one of the battered
braiding a noose without any rope
selling your smile for a gram of pure hope

in the end we're all just trying to cope
with something.

#poeminence#writersofinstagram #thoughtprovoking#writing#quote#serpoetry#literary#instawriter#wordaroundtown#typewriter#poets#igpoetry#igpoetscommunity#writersofig#lastsmile#creativegeniuspublishing#poetsofinstagram#poetrychallenge#writingmuse#igwritersclub#freeverse#igpoet#meaningful#words#wordporn#poetsociety#inspiration#life_man#poetryloving#hoping

Kim Friesen - Mogillow Arts (@kim_friesen_mogillow_arts)

Music and writing with my bestie - Little Willow who will be 19 years old in October 💕 6.5 pounds of piss and vinegar 💞💞💞 #greycats #mybestfriend #ilovecats #writing #writingmuse #poetry #poetrycommunityofinstagram #ratter #mylife #mygirl #oldestdaughter #furbaby

napacaswellkwy (@napacaswellkwy)

Saturday at the beach: If I'm dreaming about the beach, I thought I'd mix it up a bit🏖️ There are times, not when I'm actually writing in the moment, but after...when I realize that everything looks too 'perfect' and I recognize that my reader won't be challenged, which to me, is the death knell for any text. A writer that leaves nothing to the reader's imagination condems said reader to a lazy, disengaged, bored experience. Occasionally, it is important for writers to remember that they are readers too...don't steal the magic of using their imagination from your audience...let them explore the world you've created...then you'll have a book that will endure...one that will be carried through life as a treasured friend, rather than a fleeting acquaintance. #whyiwrite #writersofinstagram #writingmotivation #writingmuse #amwriting #nanowrimo #imageastext #writersgarden #writerscommunity #writersjourney #writersblog #bookstagram #books #booklover #whatinspiresyou #writingmaps #nikonphotography #natureshots #greatoutdoors #natgeo #beachphotographer #sunrise_sunsets_aroundworld #ig_sunrise
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