Spelled in Skies of Sparkling Stars
They’ve no master, not these stars
Not “mine”, not “yours”, they’re simply “ours”
Casting wishes, we, to they
For sparkles that turn dark to day … More Spelled in Skies of Sparkling Stars
Greetings! I began my writing career in 2015 following the death of my beloved mother. The lessons and world views she instilled during my life as I grew and developed maintain a strong thematic presence throughout much of what I write. Her emphasis on the importance of love, kindness, and concern for all is the primary influence behind my material focusing on occasionally uncomfortable topics like emotional vulnerability, abuse, and existentialism. It isn't all mopey, though - I do like to let the hair down and writing about the fun things in life. Like owning an adorable dog that has enormous, "I just saw a ghost" eyes, for instance. While I use this website predominantly for hosting poetry and/or thought pieces, my primary commercially-marketed project is a sci-fi/fantasy series of novels which I originally self-published. The first is titled Continuity and was published in 2016. A sequel, Continuity: Coalescence, was released two years later. I'm thankful to say both were recently picked up by a traditional publisher, Wild Ink Publishing that will be releasing one, consolidated version of both in December 2024. Announcements on this moving forward will also be posted here. As far as the rest, I'm an ex-Vanderbilt baseball player (c/o '09) with a degree in Economics & Corporate Strategy who is ironically trying to forging a career that has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with either of those things. Before my scribbles began, I was an insurance agent for the better part of a decade. Other than that, I enjoy simple living along with my aforementioned co-author, Pip the Pekingese! Thank you for visiting the website. I hope you enjoy your stay, and I look forward to connecting with any and all. No matter who you are or what you believe, you are warmly welcome! M.E. Shao
They’ve no master, not these stars
Not “mine”, not “yours”, they’re simply “ours”
Casting wishes, we, to they
For sparkles that turn dark to day … More Spelled in Skies of Sparkling Stars
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Driving forward in reverse Yet asking why I’ve stopped Climbing up while being down And wonder: where’s the top? Try to move by holding back Is that how I’ll progress? Or have my actions been for naught But coping, and regress Questions, they have haunted me While reason hides each day Perhaps I chose a … More Reevaluate