November Notes 2017

Excited to follow this and hopefully take part 🙂

Heartstring Eulogies

Back by popular demand, the 2017 November Notes challenge is here!

Each day, during the month of November, write a poem inspired by that day’s corresponding song. Write what the sound makes you feel. How the lyrics move you. Anything that awakens your muse.

I’ve teamed up with the lovely Máh of @mah.writes and Rosema of @areadingwriter for this challenge, so be sure to follow them if you aren’t already. Use the #NovemberNotes tag and ping back to this post to make sure I don’t miss any of your pieces! Have fun!

I’ve added the list of songs below,
and I’ve included the image for easy reference
at the bottom of this post.
To listen to the songs on Spotify, click here.

1. The Night We Met – Lord Huron
2. New Rules – Dua Lipa
3. Wilderness – Jon Bryant
4. All the Pretty Girls  – Kaleo

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Retrospective: Swear to Me

Swear To Me is now available and I am so pleased to have been a part of it.




Well I guess that was sudden, wasn’t it?

I was going to drone on another few days, so I guess it’s good Amazon stopped me and I could tell you all my seventh anthology was available.

I would have told you more about past books, and what inspired them, so I’ll do it in a paragraph instead. The Killing Wage was my anger at the establishment. Little City was a love letter to my hometown, for all the junkies, gangs and political degenerates that inhabit it. Generation Why was about the societal disengagement of my peer group, whereas Men in Paper Coats aimed at the broken political process itself.

All these poems, across these books, contribute to a specific theme, cater to a particular narrative. Except for “At War with Water”, the six books that followed it sought to make their own statement, to be part of a larger…

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Get out of jail free card. That was you, when the ship bowed the sails split and the anchor fell, you were my escape.   Until the vacuum of time in which we were suspended grew a hole so large we could touch the sky as galaxies grew between us, and now, I'm just floating … Continue reading Monopoly