The Benefits of Co-Writing

A Writer's Path

by Felicity Annora

Hello! And welcome back to the wonderfully, weird corner of the internet. YO GIRL IS BACK WITH A WRITING POST.

So before I jump into this headfirst, there’s been some general franticness in the air for writers as NaNoWriMo fast approaches. Me and a friend have been wanting to co-write a book for awhile, and we thought that NaNoWriMo would be the perfect time to do something like that. Except we lacked planning for this story.

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Van Gogh Alive in Cosenza, Calabria

Wow, what an amazing experience! I will be visiting New York in a month and will definitely see his artwork at MOMA. I wish I could see this exhibit. Van Gogh is my favorite painter and is an inspiration for many.

Image Earth Travel

June, 2018

Never one to pass up the chance to an art exhibition, visiting ‘Van Gogh Alive – The Experience’ multimedia travelling exhibition in Cosenza, Calabria is both powerful and memorable.

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Christendom is dead…long live Christianity!

In My Father's House

We can rightly say that Christendom, which has dominated Western culture for over 1,60o years, is dead. Long live Christianity! I’ll explain what I mean in a moment. After long exchanges with atheists here about what Christianity is or isn’t, I thought I needed to address this head on, because if we think Hitler was a Christian, we’ve definitely lost the plot! But before I get to that, I’m personally very glad about the death of Christendom because we can finally stop conflating what Christianity is with a cultural and geopolitical religion.

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Poetry Tuesday – Laid to Rest

Upon her pearly, lacy skin

Red hot sparks of blazing fire

Singe and melt away

What seems like innocence.

When the heavy smoke clears,

All that remains

Are her wretched guts

Decaying in dead blood.

All the millions of colors

From leaves of October brilliance

Fall to dampness,

A forever lingering sadness

Of once better days.

Stars, moon, and sun–

All hidden by thick smog

That makes impure

The lungs of all who breathe.

Coughing, choking, suffocating–

And finally dying

As the last eyes of humanity

Gaze in sheer fright

At a mushroom cloud.

Can’t anyone see

We’re destroying ourselves?

Too late.

We’re already laid to rest

In our hellish “Kingdom of God”

(We had expected.)

With Satan’s glaring cat eyes

Piercing our hearts.



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Amsterdam, Van Gogh, Self-Doubt

I’m nearly done reading the biographical novel of Vincent Van Gogh’s, Lust for Life. Thus, I’ve been thinking a lot about him: his legacy, his paintings, the way he saw and experienced the world, his passion, the man himself. I am in awe of so much about this amazing man that I cannot even put it into words, but whenever I look at his paintings, that renders my words unnecessary.

Sketches from Berlin

800px-VanGogh-self-portrait-with_bandaged_earThink back 10 years, and things were different, the circumstances, the mood of the people, in short everything. ~ Van Gogh to his brother Theo

It had been 9 years since the last time I was in Amsterdam, but for the sake of the quote above, we’ll say it was 10.

10 years ago, in May of 2008, I was 36 years old, still living in Boynton Beach, Florida, still working full-time in my construction equipment rental business, I still hadn’t traveled out of the USA yet (and thought I never would), George W. Bush was still president, there was a hysteria that we were on the verge of a second Great Depression, social media was still in its infancy, George Carlin, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Osama bin Laden, Robin Williams, my former mechanic Kevin Wagner and Laverne Clarence Gagne, a pro wrestling legend whose signature move was the belly-to-back suplex…

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