What happened? What happened to those times when laughter came so easily? I don't have it much anymore. It doesn't come from deep within. No, not like it used to. What happened? I feel it has been the roads which I've chosen. Those byways of connections, Loves which were lost, Memories not made, Times which… Continue reading What Happened?
I have yielded Yet, against my will. The light which now guides me is not my own. Sweet death, Sweet bird, carry my news to the kingdom. Their prince, their King, has succumbed to darkness. Who shall lead them? Who shall show compassion now? Fly little bird, fly far. Find thy knight. Seek him who… Continue reading The Yielding
The past couple of days I've really been thinking a great deal about this word, commitment. This semester is the last semester I have of classes before I do my student teaching and I've started to prepare my applications for graduate school. I've sent the manuscripts of Book One "The Forgotten Spell" and half of Book Two "The Mirror… Continue reading Are You Committed?
We all start out in the world, naked. A clean slate in which life dabs a pen and begins to write. It's a unique experience being a part of life's story. We all are in one big book that keeps going on and on. It doesn't stop when I die, it gets carried on in a sequel with my children… Continue reading A Journey with Life’s Pen.
Today I was up at 7:00 am and watched as the sun came up over the mountain across the way. A remanent of a low mist still hung in the air and the sunlight filtered through it and the trees, making our two acres greener than ever. I just had to take a picture, but… Continue reading Persistence is the main ingredient in life.
When I dream at night, it is usually in major motion picture color, with added 3D clarity, which brings the visions to a striking realism. Minus the booming effects that my boyfriend Kevin Henderson can add, with his ever so wonderful knowledge of Home Entertainment Systems, I sometimes find some great short stories from these… Continue reading “Silence” / A Sci-Fi Short from the Desk of Constance Wallace
I am a writer. I write fantasy, sci-fi and horror. The Poetry Muse did not start speaking to me until about a couple of years ago when my ex-fiance left and the most wonderful man in the world entered my life. It was at this time, that my emotions wanted to speak, but not in story… Continue reading Somewhere in between Self Pity and Happiness
Usually summertime is writing time for me as I take a break from school and studies. The past couple of years it seems that my summer is progressing to being one of the busiest times of the year, making me wish for school to be back in session. LOL! But I would not trade it for anything in… Continue reading Enjoying Your Life – Knowing when to take a break from writing.