The Waiting Room

A kettle boils somewhere in the house.

Cold. Distant. An echo.

A woman in a black veil falls

into the wash of the waterfall.

Whispers in the front room,

a herd of puppets

knocking in to each other:

frequent looks to the wooden case on display.


Tink, tink!


The herd’s attention is drawn,

as the kettle shrieks,

to a single speaker whose vague body

just about distinguishes itself

from the bled-out decor.

Dry words. Pale words. Words said with a wry grin and frail voice.


All at once, the herd vanishes.


The kettle gets poured.



Annie’s Writing Survival Kit

A few of these struck a chord with me!

Annie Likes Words


For me, quality writing is elusive.  I’ve been working on my novel for just under a year now (which is scaring the crap out of me because it’s still unfinished) and I’ve spent a lot of time figuring out my little superstitious way to ensure maximum productivity and creativity.  Here are the things that help me get the creative juices flowing:

  • A clean desk: I am so easily distracted when I write, so I preemptively like to clean my desk or table before I start to crank out pages just to make sure I stay on-task.
  • Scrunchies: Nothing kills my writing vibe more than hair in my face and since my hair is long, thick, and curly, this is a problem for me.  I purchased a 5-pack of these scrunchies from Urban Outfitters and I love them.  I love them so much.  I love these scrunchies so much that…

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