Introducing One for Sorrow

one for sorrow logo © Allane Sinclair/All rights reserved one for sorrow is my new blog specifically for dark fiction, and a companion to my new publishing imprint. The site is still under construction, but please feel free to stop by and see what’s going on. Ever yours, Kindra

Let’s Get Real

My words are my lifeblood spilt, splattered across pages, and dispersed over the internet in hopes of making connections with hearts that beat in time with mine. I’m a cheerful malcontent—by that I mean I’m a fucking mess of optimism and white hot rebellion. I write about my aversion to organized religion and the corrupt

A Real Writer Bleeds

I’m no good a lot of times, because I’m human, cutting my own path. I often wonder how I can make my words more visible; how I can do better to widely inspire. I’m assaulted by generics daily, and I feel sorry for those who follow easy lines built upon clichés—I’m offended for every writer

The Terrible 2s

Today is Poems & Paragraphs’ 2nd birthday. Oh, my Glob! Thank you, David Bowie! You’re awesome, too. Almost as awesome as my readers, friends, and partners in crime. I’ve met some terrific talent and beautiful souls here on WordPress–people who I look forward to crossing paths with every day. Rather than celebrate the birth of

Experiment #1

Inside younger years artful intrepid beasts of nocturne were we tearing down the spangled night in wallpaper panels and stripping the moon into pocket-sized pieces   Behemoths were we erect in the dawn of our greatest (?) age   (image: Pinterest)

John Lennon Said It Best.

I wrote a novel about death, and how the tragedy impacts the dynamics of a dysfunctional family; a year and half after my book was published, my mother bumped her head, and she was dead. Dead. Just six days following the birth of her granddaughter, Morgan. Now, a photograph of newborn Morgan being closely held

Life as a Writer: part 2×3

Upon completion of “Magpie in August,” my debut novel, I began submitting to the literary agents I had researched (authors who want to go for traditional publishing should always research literary agents and houses before sending query letters). Omitting all of the uninteresting details, I received four “close, but no cigar” responses, thirteen flat out

Treasure Chest Award (created by Braeden Michaels)

Braeden created a new award to show appreciation for the writers of WordPress. It’s a simple, genuine acknowledgment that speaks for itself. The only thing you have to do when presenting the Treasure Chest to a fellow blogger is write about why you love their blog. The nominee will then pass the Treasure Chest along–so

Sláinte Mhath!

15 April, 2016, I published a dreary poem–my first post here on WordPress–now celebrating its first birthday. Nuts to me, I didn’t even bake a cake. A glass of wine will have to do–a slutty jam jar of blackberry Merlot. Tastes like Sunday Mass. Eternally October In his dreams, she dances In and out of

Validate Me

Three more letters sent today– queries in search of validation. Queries– dog and fucking pony show. Have I been properly groomed? Never went to training school– queries, I learned on my own. Am I not astute? Do you not like what you read? Queries– begging for validation.