Announcing November’s An Unquiet Mind Prompt Challenge

For November, Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen will be teaming up with Brave and Reckless and others for a writing prompt challenge.  We will be using the titles of memoirs and novels that explore life with mental illness as daily writing prompts. To honor our own mental health and self-care needs, we will be posting the…

Quotable Poe Week Four-Kindra M. Austin

ETERNALLY OCTOBER   In his dreams, she dances in and out of shadow and luminescence. Her liquescent movements are reminiscent of a languid flame that once danced for the rose candle, which now sits cold, useless— dead since late October.   He breathes deeply scents of sandalwood and rose, the essence of her hair. He…

Quotable Poe Week Four-Lynn White

Self Contained   There used to be a man who would sit here on this bench every day gazing at the view. He was always alone. He would stretch out his arms across the back of the bench so that he filled it, completed it. Though he was always alone there never seemed space for…

Quotable Poe Week 4-Lynn White

Dreaming   There was a time when I knew where to find you, knew the places and spaces you inhabited in my dreams, in my day and night dreams. You would be waiting there, waiting to be found, waiting to come to me revealing your secrets. Now it’s harder to discern you, to recognise your…

DEADLINE EXTENDED for ‘Dear Juliet’

Christine is collecting pieces of poetry and prose for a new writing series she is calling ‘Dear Juliet.’ The idea is to put a modern and feminist spin on letters to whichever female character from Shakespeare you’d like. If you are interested in participating, email your submissions and a brief biography to Christine at her.red.pen.wordsmithing@gmail.com with ‘Dear…

Quotable Poe Week Three-Violet Lentz

Not I   When the end became inevitable- ruthlessness drained from him like so much sour sweat. Dually castrated, both power and position irreparably severed, he became the culmination of everything he never was- but could have saved himself- if only he had been. Humble. Gentle. Meek. Qualities that if he had employed them outside…

Quotable Poe Week Three-Donna Mathews

I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him. His voice is raspy and weak as he pulls me in close. “My darling girl. My beautiful, darling girl. Why?” Rebellious tears roll down my cheeks. I want to be strong and stoic but I’m not. The wooden stake…

Quotable Poe Week Three-Bob Wertzler

“The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?” – The Premature Burial NIGHTS AT THE CIRCUS   At night at the circus Is the big top empty Clowns, acrobats, freaks Tucked cozy in bed Crowds so too at…

Quotable Poe Week Three-Kindra M. Austin

I   Tears go by as years expand from Heaven to horizon; and I scale the mountain ranges risen in consequence of your death. Jesus, or some other guardian breathes for me whilst my lungs delight in respite from high altitudes.   II   In this, the winter of my youth, stillness settles deep into…

Quotable Poe Week Two-Donna Mathews

“There is a room, down a dark hall, locked and guarded. Inside reside the scariest of monsters.” Her eyes wide, “What kind of monsters?” “Hmmm… how to say it…they’re more apparition. You don’t always see them as much as feel their chilly fingers on your neck.” The girl shuddering but continuing, “Take me there; I want to…