Spruce Literary
Write on!! Success is not as far off as you think 🙂
Spruce Literary is here for ALL of your literary needs.
(And, through this page, you have access to brainstorming sessions, too!) 😋
Focus on getting your ideas on paper, and Spruce will make it sing in the ears of readers 🙂
Dear, Still Hoping
Keep finding “tomorrow” and, in one of them, there is destined to be the thing you wait for.
Mirrors In Their Faces
The reflections we receive from other people’s reactions toward us can be hurtful and inaccurate mirrors.
How do we process this and use truth to combat it when those mirrors begin to show us ugly things?
Beauty out of Bones
Even When I Am Gone (I Will Create Beauty)
Flowers will grow upon my grave.
I can be beautiful in death, too, don’t you see?
Lightning Struck the Window
Only an idiot stands at the window during a lightning storm at the beach.
…
… … That’s me. I’m an idiot. A very awe-struck, intrigued, curious, and humbled idiot.
Kanda Land Series
The series continues behind the scenes 🙂 Catch you on the published side!
Part 30 (-ish?) E and V both discover a few things that could make them think drastically different about each other, and E does some pondering on it.
The Ratchet House Series
I last worked on this series back in August of 2020, and the finish of this exact storyline may never see the light of day–and I’m just as sad as you are about that. It is a masterpiece (with a few typos 😅)
I really wish there was more to this story. Who knows, maybe I’ll write a similar version and the Ratchet House Series can live on 😊
This was my next “big idea” series that I planned on making huge; I could see it being a popular and possibly best-selling series, but I suppose time got away…
Nonetheless, enjoy this first teasing bit of it.
I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed rediscovering it 🙂
Encouragement on Rainy Days
Sometimes, life feels like a dead-end. Stagnant. “Where the heck is life?” you ask, numbly, sitting on the edge of your bed.
Friend, let me pick up your face with a little light and love:
Read on ❤
Blue Skies (and the Mule Man)
A poem from the book “The Universe Inside Her II: A Book of Unsorted Poetic Letters”
The Stealing of One’s Reflection
A jealous person will always prevent you from seeing the good and beauty in yourself.
A short story fable.
On the Day You Were Born
The day you were born was a sunrise for humanity (even the day you were conceived);
the eve of something great–indeed not even just the eve, but the beginning.
This day is most blessed by God and most sacred to the heavens.
Indeed, it is sacred and precious to me.
Our Rose Garden
This garden will always have been a blessing to me, and now I let it grow and reverently sit in its shade.
for,
to revel in something, but not ruin it, you must be reverent and respectful of the treasure it is to cherish.
I’m Sorry I Didn’t Meet You
And it kills me to remember you shaking your head, after you came to me in tears, and walking out that door to never come knocking again.
…
I still want to grow old with you if you’ll let me. If you’ll help me rebuild these broken pieces of this once-most-beautiful home.
Elsie at the Beach
A thoughtful day with pizza on the shores of Myrtle Beach.
Elsie remembers precious lost memories while she sits on the sand and overlooks the shore.
And of course, she stops for pizza.
Nerdy Herd Game Center
You heard right, we’ve got a new game center in town. This calls for a showdown…
New Advice Column on the Blog
That’s right, PoppinTalk is starting an advice column! Send in an anonymous question to be featured in the weekly post!
News from the Realm of Magic
Olion, the Treasurer of Magic has an urgent message from the headquarters of dreams.
He is searching for you, dear friend…I believe it is hopeful news.
Updates and Exciting News
Extra! Extra! Extra!
This week’s updates will not disappoint 😉
Read on to discover the goods!
Kanda Land P. 15
With E on the run again, she meets herself in an unexpected place. And V settles down for the night miles and miles away, yearning to restore their once-alive connection.
Kanda Land P.14
Distrust has wedged herself again between these two tortured souls. Neither knows how to fix or approach the other and this disconnect–this silence–may be deafening for a while.
Ideas for a Brighter Holiday
Peruse this list of holiday activities that is sure to bring brightness, warmth, and merriment to your Christmas season.
Whether you are celebrating with family and friends, alone, with a lover, or aren’t a fan of the holidays,… there is something for everyone!
Enjoy!
Kanda Land P.13
The new hope that arose in E’s spirit is quickly evaporated when her jailed ex finds a way to get in touch with her, and V is long gone from the hotel.
Kanda Land P. 12 (finally)
Well, here we pick up where we left off. It’s the afternoon of the day that E finally decided to visit the blue house; and V gets curious about S’s arrest.
Mirror, Mirror On the Wall…
Who’s the one that’s there through all?
Ask the fellow in the mirror, “How are you?” And this time, reply. Because that person will really always be there, and is sometimes all you’ve got, and they’ll listen. Open your own ears and your own heart to your own self.
The Earth, My Lover’s Adorer from God: A Gift From the Heavenly
I think the whole earth adores her, and I think I am blessed to be a gift God placed here for her.
Little Sprout 🌱
“…So fresh and green, little sprout, some day you’ll grow and spread about…”
Exciting news about book 2 of The Universe Inside Her series!
Updates on continuing and publishing the series!
Disclaimers
No one believes me until they see it.
They romanticize me until they are the one walking away…
Photos are Time
An excerpt from a poem taken from the in-progress work, “The Universe Inside Her II: a book of unsorted poetic letters”
Black Rose
It is you, Black Rose, whom God searches for to find, to love, to bring home and water. Black Rose, do not let the red roses fool you, their grandeur is nothing that matters to God. He cares not for perfection; he cares for the trampled.
He finds those who have been pushed aside and brings them into his inner circle. He homes them and adores them.
Autumn’s Fall
You are a lie, beautiful fall, a taunting lie. Surely we fall in your presence. We fall down to the bitterness of winter, blanketed in icy cold; the unthawed hearts, we freeze to death. For this is your poison, Autumn, you are our fall dressed in kindly colors.
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