I am standing on the bridge between chaos and tranquility, between crimson and greenery. I want to drink from that well of blue water, to graze beneath the hearts of rounded mountains. I want to stop and dance with the dandelions, to twirl around their seeds, to grow my own. I want to expel black…
There is a certain type of beauty to the morning, a certain sense of gratefulness as the world peels open its encrusted eyes. The continents untuck themselves from oceanic blankets and mumble, Thank God we’re alive. Thank God we’re breathing. Africa bangs on the head of a drum– Antarctica shivers and Australia stretches its arms…
Getting stuck in a creative rut is one of the most frustrating obstacles to overcome, whether you're a blogger, poet, essayist, fiction-writer, or a creator still in your experimental stages. To ease some of that frustration, I've listed fifteen of a few of my favorite prompts to help get your gears moving again. (They are listed…
2B or Not 2B 