With this pandemic lockdown in full swing, most if not all of the public libraries in my area are closed. In their absence, I've started enjoying the offerings of several Little Free Libraries that popped up around my neighborhood in the last few years: cute, birdhouse-like boxes, often decorated with hand-painted designs and inviting colors, … Continue reading Riding the Bus with My Sister by Rachel Simon
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At first she took it in silence biting her tongue until someone noticed and spoke up to her defense even so, there was no escaping retaliation Angrily, he criticized beat her with his words unrelenting insults “saving her from herself” everything was justified as defense from imaginary offenses And so she spoke up to defend … Continue reading “Abuse” – a poem
Hi, I'm Allison, and I haven't written anything (aside from some angsty poetry that won't see the light of day) in a long, long while. I've been through some interesting shtick, and now I live near some train tracks, so voiceover has been completely out the window, unless I can find some way to cutely … Continue reading What if Lyra Jones shapeshifted into a cat?
It's summertime and the weather is perfect for picnicking -- if you're a mosquito. But the bloodsucking bug isn't the only one that's attempted to bite me in the past couple of weeks. I'm happy to say, the voice-acting bug has bitten me again, and now I have something to do besides miserably itching, scratching, … Continue reading A Very Cliche Audiobook? Maaaaybe.
Between work, school, and an uphill battle with situational depression, I haven't had a lot of time or motivation to really sit down and write something for fun. All of my large-scale creative writing projects have taken a back burner, and the notion that this isn't going to change for some time is disheartening to … Continue reading Spring 2019 Update
2018 was awesome. 2018 was terrible. I can say both of those things because I don't think an entire span of 365 days can be encompassed in one descriptor. The year had its highs and lows. In terms of highs, I self-published a book! And it was so well-received by people whose opinions actually matter … Continue reading So, 2018 happened
Our very own Xander and Lyra sat down to talk with Assaph Mehr, author of the Felix the Fox series, about their experiences as the pint-sized protagonists of Cliche. Come check it out!
Dear readers, tonight with me are two characters that sprang out of their books to confront their authors. One, a handsome rogue, is the last chauvinist left in the feminist fantasy realm; the other is a space defender, struggling to be a strong female protagonist in books written by a pulp-fiction author.
They are here to tell us about their adventures.
Tell us a little about where you grew up. What was it like there?
Xander: My background is of little importance.
Xander: Oh, all right.
I was born in the village of Scrubbleypot, a three-day trek from the Landrian capital. My father was a knight in the old king’s royal guard, and died a warrior’s death on the battlefield, leaving behind his wife with child, a farm, and a cow. I was the child, and I had a miserable upbringing. My mother thought little of…
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Hearing Shakespeare's archaic language being recited -- no, performed -- like realistic conversations made all the difference to me. Suddenly, I had context.
A/N: This is what happens when you're supposed to be writing goofy poetry. Hearing the sound of a city's slumber I hardly want to sleep Bloodshot eyes and tired feet Are beckoned by her call All this mind wants is to rest But petulantly, she says no I close the pane Draw the blinds And … Continue reading “City’s Slumber Song”
Don't pray for me, please To save my soul from misery For your misery is my joy Though my joy may be your pain Don't pray for me, please As we're bound to disagree My truth may be but lies to you But these lies are the truth to me Don't pray for … Continue reading ‘Don’t Pray for Me’ Pleas