Tag: writing

• September 4, 2025

  Let Me Count the Ways

  Firstly, I would like to give a big trigger warning for this post. Pretty much anything found on my site here could fall into the category of somewhere between religiously offensive and of a psychologically graphic nature due to my trauma dumping. Yes, I temporarily abandoned my blogging project here. No, this is not a…
• May 13, 2025

  Uruz

  Galdur is the art of singing the runes to activate them. This is a form of runic magic. Not being a Nordic reconstructionist, my interest in the occult began with finding a tarot deck. Maybe being an artist allows me to fabricate from abstractions, symbols, and random things. Sometimes when I enter the creative stream,…
• April 13, 2025

  Daughter of Phoebe

  Pulled from my body, through the ceiling, out the top of the roof, up into outer space, I found myself amongst stars, layers of translucent blankets, velvety black with night. Tiny diamonds lay scattered across the heavens, forgotten treasures from the ages. Below my feet was a chess board floating in space. I was standing…
• April 4, 2025

  Fight

  Somatic movement has become increasingly important to me over the years. As a person with a comorbidity of mental health diagnoses, CPTSD, MDD, and GAD, oftentimes my trauma doesn’t know where to go. This is true for most people who witness a traumatic or stressful event. Over-exhausted mental capacities. When thoughts have nowhere to go,…
• March 29, 2025

  On Sovereignty and Other Things

  This week has been a struggle, and I know I am not alone. My sciatica decided to flare up badly, but I am on the mend. After feeling like death just days ago, I didn’t think I had much creativity in me. I still managed to meet my 40,000-word writing goal, which is a great…
• March 21, 2025

  The Priestess of Surt

  By J.M. Meredith “It is time.” Echoes rattled throughout forgotten caverns deep within Muspelheim. The ancient one, Surt, had detached his crisp, blacken shape from one of his many soot thrones. Throughout his halls he easily manipulates the contours of fiery earth.  A few steps from where he materialized a vast pool of steamy lava…
• March 14, 2025

  First Blog Post

  Celebrating Pi Day. Yay! One year ago today, with encouragement from my therapist back then, I made the decision to start writing again. I have dabbled on and off for years. When my kids were little, I was excited to find myself in contact with a literary agent. Of course, it went no further than…