As the fiction editor for Eclectica Magazine, it’s been both a privilege and pleasure to read story submissions. Finding the handful of pieces that take my breath away is what it’s all about. The good ones shine through, those that are brilliant positively sparkle. That said, it’s too bad that so many stories that come my…
.capybara .
after meeting my imaginary friend, attending an important meeting, where there was no importance at all, i drove to see the fish, and met the capybara. who was surprised? its hair all needing drawing, nose a blot, and the paw resting so. so quiet it was, perhaps a sadness. it stood alone, as did…
Celestial: Simple Photography Tutorial
By David Hayes See his work in WTP Vol. III #3 After a recent still life shoot I had a number of images that didn’t make the initial “cut” but where still keepers. My image, Celestial started out from one of those images. I’d like to share with you my workflow in the creation of…
. type of love .
was hoping to garden yesterday, clear the ground, it was a challenge, with all that rain. so we mended things, with love and string. it is a challenge, 52 , to even think and google meanings. many types, immeasurable, not three nor for all of us. yet those of us who do, may trust blindly,…
. pinc .
the old blanket is new, a find from brynkir mill, the new blanket is old, have had it a while. “I watch the blanket breathe, hope it will never stop. pinc, cellular, keeping warm, the one I love. scares me, this intensity of feeling, that never stops, and continues when the blanket lays quiet…… pinc…
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some people seeking perfection, their dream in music decline. have their own reality, ideals, unreasonable requests. we found the shade, missed any remarkable rainfall, ate the cherries, at the royal welsh. no are no demands, no disappointments. these are the days, a repetition. sbm.
. pretty place .
there is a laybye , the field so pretty to park by, the gate to lean. will you report the fire? no i stopped to admire. i had seen the stack before, the logs laid neatly, all was ready then, now your flames attract me, to talk of lambs and springtimes. it is from the…
What Genre Do I Write?
So what genre would you assign to this book? Oh, I know! It has to be about an exterminator named Ki’shto’ba who labors at destroying termite colonies by abducting their Queens! Right?! What genre is this? Hmm … hard to tell from the cover. In fact, I call it speculative literary science fiction, future history, psychological…
. birds fly up .
it is the way of things, while there are birds. while you read, you will not understand all words, that is the way of things, soak those stains in washings. then look quietly, see a new. cellular memory, let be, and learn, that small birds fly up. sbm.