Focus forward, On this page My mind and screen are blurred I need to pick The text that’s next Perfection, every word Alas! Oh yes, This word is best It strikes the perfect chord But wait! I’ll tell Dude, what the Hell? You’re on my damn keyboard! For real, my man ‘Twas funny, yeah When … More Mr. Baxter – A Poem
The focus settles, nestles in I sit here waiting, lights are dim And though I know what must be done I always feel that loaded gun The push to work, this call to act For naught fulfills a ghost’s contract Forever now, forever then, Armed with paper, bladed pen No fear of future, charge ahead … More Mission
Chivalrys dead! Or so it is said On this, I ponder quite long It’s really no chore Kindly holding your door Yet you glare, like something is wrong It’s fine! Some will sneer I’ll get it! They’ll jeer Independent, a woman am I Your help? I’ve no need These mouths, he shall feed Career driven, … More The Gentleman
Hello my friend! Please lend an ear A tale have I For you to hear Once upon A timely time A maiden lived Who loved to rhyme She’d sit outside As sun shined bright Observe the world And write and write Her rhymes were filled With love and fear And all the things From there … More Ms. Scribbler
To give a little context, below is a reflection of my experience (as a volunteer) at the first Game of Thrones conference ever held. Working the Con provided a pretty good view of how things went administratively. I daresay the vast majority of the weekend was a massive success, but there was (understandably) a slight … More The Con of Cons
Dear Mom I want you to know, Mom I’ll never forget The pain and the hurt Nary thought of regret For all you could do And with all you could give You gave to us three In hope that we’d live The life that we dreamed Where good turns to great When happiness soars And … More Dear Mom
KKingKKKing Jordain – Lord of the East Fools. I foster no sympathy for the slaughtered. The foul. The wretched, sniveling swine. I swear to God himself this day was ordained by the truest forces overseeing this realm. She dared challenge me? Of all living, breathing occupants of this once revered land, she called it upon … More On The Eve: 2
My attempts to join the fray went unheeded. Father said I was crazy for suggesting such a thing. He says the passions of a baker’s daughter aren’t strong enough for war. Adam makes it a point to make sure the bakery is well-guarded and equipped for whatever may come through. Or whoever, I should say. … More Love & Loss: 9
August, 1943. Sicily. My dearest Adalasia. Yesterday, I returned to her shop. I have seen her on several occasions now, and she and I have grown quite enamored with each other. It is a deep love that we share. The kind that words struggle to describe. I’ve always wondered if I would ever fall in … More Love & Loss: 8
Days and days of work. Raw hands, tattered hair, and dry, cracking skin. I find pause in my attempts to deceive my arbitrators. My plan to prove my purity has gone awry. The Overseer of my block is not content with the work that we are doing, and he takes out his frustrations on us … More Good & Evil: Chapter 15
How the World Should Work 