Showing posts with label Secrets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Secrets. Show all posts

Monday, March 4, 2013

Fallen Star

I wrote this poem a while back and requested some feedback. It received good responses along with critiques. One person even stated, “...this started out with one of THE most romantic lines I have ever read.” What do you think? 


Fallen Star

Have you ever
seen a fallen star
and wondered

who had caught it?

Was it Aphrodite,
holding it hostage
to give to her next lover,

Or Apollo

who grabbed hold
of it, to steal the
light for his lyre?

For I doubt
if you had caught
the star

you’d keep it a
secret from me,

because our lives
were sworn to truth
and love, and secrets

are hypocrisy.

Have you ever wondered?

Wishes and Stars,
Bea

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Secrets

On Sunday or sometime during the week, I like to stop by the postsecret website and read people’s secrets. I enjoy the witty secrets sent in, and I think of those who are clearly in pain. Sometimes after reading them, I get writing ideas for poems or short stories. I've even learned a few things from these secrets. Here are a few of this week’s post secret’s that stood out for me.

“If postsecret has taught me anything, it is that heartache (of any kind) is not personal. It is human.” This is so true, and something to always keep in mind when you feel like you’re the only one who is going through heartache.

“I told people you were GAY because I couldn’t accept that you didn’t want me anymore” It’s sad someone felt that overwhelmed by not being wanted that they decided to devour someone else’s reputation.

“I’m quitting my painfully torturous job to follow my dreams. I’m terrified this move is just self-sabotage. I hope I’m very wrong.” Oh boy, can I somewhat relate to this secret. My advice to this person is that following your dreams is never self-sabotage. Self-sabotage is NOT following your dreams.

We all have secrets we’d like to share with someone, yet we’re afraid of judgment and ridicule. In a sense, fiction writers can get away with incorporating their secrets into their writings and no one would be the wiser. Within our storyline, the dimensions of our characters, we can plug in a secret we haven’t shared with anyone. Or we can make one of our secrets a storyline. Writers incorporate their emotions into their writings, so secret depression or anxiety can be revealed. I hadn’t really thought about putting an actual secret into my writing. The idea is great—therapeutic in a sense.

Secrets are usually told in some way or another—in life or death. Several people live a life of secrets. There are secrets withheld to hide the past…and there are secrets that hide the turmoil inside. Secrets are exciting and dangerous, and most of all, everyone has them.

Do you tell your secrets to anyone? How do you cope with your secrets, vodka tonics, therapy, post secrets? I tell my secrets to mein Liebster or sometimes I expose them to everyone (the emotional ones) on my blog. 

One final note: My blogging etiquette has diminished over time because I haven’t thanked my followers for their company. BIG thanks to all my followers. You make blogging worth it.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Weather or Not It’s Funneling


I’ve recently finished reading The Stormchasers by Jenna Blum, and whether or not you’ve experienced a tornado, this book gives you an understanding of the devastation it brings. Timing plays a role in connecting with a book, and this one twisted with the tornadoes that recently swept across the country. This novel isn’t only about the weather; it’s also about twins struggling with their own identities.

Karena Jorge, a writer for the Minneapolis Ledger feels a hole in her life since separated from her twin, Charles for twenty-years. So it’s no surprise Karena decides to find him after receiving a call from a medical center in Wichita, Kansas. Charles suffered a panic attack, but his sickness is deeper. He is bi-polar, which drove a wedge between the twins. As Charles describes it, “And they tip me off Into the Black. That’s this tarry, oozy place that traps me and holds me while my brain is raked over and over with a comb made of knives…Everything hurts from the inside out. But I can’t move. That’s Into the Black.”

Since she has failed to find him all these years, Karena is determined to this time and joins an adventure of a lifetime—chasing. During her chasing time, she falls in love and finally finds Charles, which reignites their whirlwind relationship. Like tornadoes, Charles spins out of control when he’s Into the Black, and most of the damage hits Karena. Being reunited again forces them to face who they are and the secret they buried years ago.

If you’re looking for a summer read, I recommend The Stormchasers by Jenna Blum.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

You Still What?




Ever since childhood, I still…

Friday, June 18, 2010

What's Weird?


It’s weird, but I can’t help…

Saturday, June 5, 2010

What a Secret?!








I never told you…

Sunday, May 23, 2010

What's Your Secret?




When I’m waiting for a call from you…

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

That's your Secret?!




I wasn’t expecting to see…

Friday, May 7, 2010

Pssst… I Got a Secret!






I left a piece of paper with my name and number on it...

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

You Have Another Secret?


My friends and family don’t really know me because…

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Tell Me Another Secret!



I snuck out of the house and went to the park…

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Another Secret!


There’s still no word…

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Secrets!


I’d like to try something with my present and future readers. Every week, I will make a new post about secrets. I will start a sentence and you complete it with a true or false secret, or I will use one that someone sends to me in an email. You can email me from my profile. The secret(s) can be funny, sad, dirty, serious, poetic or goofy, but no one will be the wiser. You can leave an anonymous comment without putting your name too. For example:

“I didn’t mean to hurt … “then you finish it off. “I didn’t mean to hurt those closest to me, but love stopped by and then moved in.” Or. “I didn’t mean to hurt myself while sitting on the toilet.”

Today’s Secret!

Everyone knew about…