WFT Writing: When Your Scene Stalls – Breathing Life into the Lulls

We’ve all been there. You’re deep in the trenches of your novel, scene chugging along, when that sinking feeling hits: boredom. It could be a dialogue that feels monotonous, a protagonist lost in repetitive internal monologue, or a location description that reads like a travel brochure. Panic sets in. This scene is crucial, but it’s…

Pounding Hearty Things

Long gone are the days you'dtable pros and cons beforethey'd succinctly unwrap you, have your legs wrapped aroundtheir waist as they pounded you onthat table, whispering along to its sensual tableau.Unwrapping sex on these streets is assimple as peeling off the bananas coat:hold firm, lazily touch, peel and it's served. Ready are we to get…

World Poetry Day 2

The second featured artist in our Word Poetry Day celebration is my friend, the incomparable Omeno Michelle. Omeno Michelle is an artist in every sense of the word. Her love for words not only sees her pen extraordinary yet relatable poems but allows her to collaborate with authors helping them promote and review their works.…

The Dragon Conjurer

What tattoo do you want and where would you put it? She tattoos her skin like the canvasshe paints her poems on; delicately yet wildly, pouring parts of her heartthe intent of immortalizing artand as a remembrance, too, of all the hurtsthat dragged her sole soul, breaking her apart. And like the dragon that lives…

Writer’s Rite

Just write. Wacha mambo mengi. You never know who you're saving, who you're speaking for or sparking. You don't know who you might be healing and reminding to feel again. Just write. What do you wish you could do more every day? Write, like you are the sparkling light that rekindles another's dying spritestaunching their…

Bring Back…

Bring back the starry nightsyou held me, nights love bandedus as one, soul communing witha kindred soul. Please bring backthe sole man who'd stand tallbranding my whole with love so true,brandishing war on any who daredtear us apart from each other's heart. I no longer bear words spurningtasty tales of you in my head, you…

Amorous Turn Over

I am unlovable, unworthy (of said love) and thus won't let them try to convince me that in me there is potential of love reawakening. however much I deny love wouldn't stay with every sunset that I walk and by all the love you give am willing to divorce thoughts such as my heart is…

Owl of Me

Which animal would you compare yourself to and why? As still as could be, she stood on the edge of the wall hiding no part of her. The moon was her spotlight, the stars her support cast. She owned the night and it curved seamlessly around the edge of her body making her glow in…

A Twinkle In Time

Write a letter to your 100-year-old self. Can you stop dancing for a minute so I can relay a message properly? Am happy that that promise of dancing until the end of time was kept. That you never let the world and it's challenges snuff out that light. Dancing always brought out the best of…

Commander In Chef

How come you miss honey and yetam here dripping for you readyto coat every of your chocolat canvas?How can you not crave the chillithat I am yet am ready to make you hotadding that spice back into your life?How do you not succinctly suckthe juices off the pomegranate seedsthat I am? Why not take the…