• Life,  Poetry,  Writing

    What Dreams May Come…

    It seems my words may be coming back. I woke up crying from a dream I don’t remember and the first four lines of this in my head. After  ten continuing minutes, and ultimate uselessness in trying to go back to sleep, the grinding gears inside my head refused to shut up, so up I got and you are the lucky recipient of something new. I don’t know what it was that upset me in the dream but I still feel as if I’ve suffered a loss. Just so you know, everything is otherwise fine here at Chez Lunatic. But I am definitely going to stop snacking close to bedtime.…

  • Poetry

    What Is Written Beneath the Skin

    The Bone Writers By Jesi Scott   All you see is what you think I am, No more than that. And you think I don’t understand So you talk of things in front of me   Never knowing I hear what you say And understand what you don’t, The invisible mask you think you wear Reflected only too clearly   To those who see you as you really are. We live through each other, A ripple effect with pebbles Thrown from ghosts in the shadows,   Lives entwined into a miasma, Tangled ribbons, Where I begin and you end, My face on your mask,   Both of us on display…

  • #BeReal,  Life,  Writing

    Just Not Feeling It

    Dear Lunatics, It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I wish I could say that there was a really good reason for why I haven’t written in so long. Well, actually, there are several very good reasons, which I am not going to talk about in a public forum. Basically, life has just been overwhelming. Mostly, though, I just haven’t felt motivated to write. Frankly, I haven’t been motivated to do very much at all lately. I’ve been reading a little bit (Middle English literature, Order of Seven by Beth Teliho, and After Alice by Gregory Maguire), knitting a lot (because it helps me take my mind off of my other…

  • #BeReal,  OctPoWriMo,  OctPoWriMo 2015,  Poetry

    Dear Despair, Here’s A Hug

    I had a full weekend so I have been catching up with the poetry prompts I missed while I was busy. So, if you signed up for email notifications/posts you will be/have received three separate email posts. I apologize for spamming your inbox. But I’m all caught up and hopefully will not be doing that again. No promises though. October is always a frantically busy month for me. Today’s prompt  is a form. Click the link to find out more about it. I’m fairly certain that I did not follow the prompt’s conventions but I did try to follow it as I understood it. One sentence for each “Dear.” I…

  • #BeReal,  1000 Voices Speak For Compassion

    #BeReal

    Today I get Real and Personal over on Hastywords. She was kind enough to post my #BeReal and what that means to me. It was hard to talk about and under normal circumstances, I don’t open up to people to this extent. But some things need to be heard, and I hope I can make a difference. So go check it out. Thanks. xo Jesi 00

  • Blog,  Uncategorized,  Writing

    When Research Goes Awry, Or Why I Am About To Turn Into A Salt Water Puddle

    I’ve begun doing some research for a short story due the middle of this month. I’ve got the story started but I’m trying to get into my character’s psyche. Which isn’t really all that hard, but I’m trying to understand her because she isn’t me. My story is completely different from her’s though we have one thing in common: despair. This leads to anxiety and mild depression for me. For Janet, it will lead to something darker. Obviously, this is not going to be a happy story. So what kind of research am I doing? Lots and lots of reading. Tuesday I spent an hour at the library and came…

  • Poetry

    Her Dark Friend

    For my girl, interrupted (you know who you are) That Way Lies Madness By Jesi Scott   She cuts to bleed the pain out Because it hurts too much to keep in her flesh-covered prison- Some souls were never meant to bear such weight; her mind betrays and kidnaps her emotions, holds them hostage to its irrational musings (you’re horrible, no one likes you really, you’re a piece of shit, a fraud, you bring disaster to everyone you meet, no one would like you if they really knew you)   And the voices of reason, hope, and love Are hard to hear over the seductive words the terrorist whispers to…

  • Uncategorized

    Throwback Thursday…On A Monday!!

    Apparently, I have a complete disregard for social rules as I am going to do something shocking. I am declaring it Throwback Thursday. I know, I know…it’s Monday. But I like Thursdays…they come before Fridays and means the week is almost done. Besides, I am feeling retro today. If you don’t follow me on Twitter, then you are missing the throwback videos I’m tweeting. You should follow me. Yeah, go do that. I can wait. Go forth, my pretty ones. Well, go… Okay, come back now. There you are. So, I thought I’d share a retro poem today (I wrote it in 1999) and dedicate it to my blog friend,…

  • OctPoWriMo,  Poetry

    World Mental Health Day

    Today is World Mental Health Day. I learned this from the subscription email I received this morning from OctPoWriMo. You can read the post here.   I have a niece who has anxiety attacks. These are debilitating to her when they happen. Her best friend suffers from OCD and Mysophobia (commonly know as germaphobia). My sister was diagnosed with Schizophrenia as a child, although I’m not sure it was correct. She’s not paranoid, per se, but she does have different personalities that take over her life when something comes up that she is just not mentally or emotionally capable of handling. I know people with bipolar disorder and lots more…