I'm happy to report I've received my first rejection for the cozy mystery! Now, you're probably wondering why rejection would make me happy. Firstly, it's part of the job. If you are going to be an author and work in the publishing arena, then you have to be comfortable with rejection. This is not… Continue reading Announcement / Lit. Update, and Coming Soon!
On Superlative Deviation.
Recently it’s been crazy here. My family has endured some unexpected issues and demolition in our home, but things are much more quiet now. I hope to be able to post a little more regularly soon. I apologize for not posting new content as promised, but life happens. Isn’t it great!
As previously mentioned, new updates on my writing projects are being posted on T.W.N. A new one will be out this coming Tuesday. I also plan to post one or two fun things to S.D. on the same day. As the days get a little hectic, I’m trying to get organized again. I have made several changes to the running of the blog and my author site which should help greatly. You might also notice some editing of my bio and other information, as well.
Thanks for stopping by, and I hope everyone is doing well.
Prayers of those who fight from the trenches Rescued on wings invisible And propelled forward with blinding speed Infinite creation bands together in a single voice Songs sung since ancient times Enemy of the darkness which seeks to claim our souls Poetry Copyright © 2021 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Image: found online photographer… Continue reading “Praise” – Poetry
Heritage replaced with agendas Unvarnished truth replaced with convenience Warmth and joy replaced with icy stares Growth replaced with competitive stagnation The proof, it screams! The eyes unveiled. Such a burden they often bear Minds filled with endless queries Scavenger hunts that last an eternity Ridiculed and cut down, yet they still persevere Their questions… Continue reading “Eyes Wide” – Poetry
I passed by the open door, head shaking in awe At the petty grievances held, the loftiness of the up-turned nose, At the minds closed to all but grandeur. For some, it's bathed in silk and velvet, For others, gashing wounds are a Divine right. Life without the love of Heaven is the truest state… Continue reading “Blinded” – Poetry
Weighted and shackled, I struggle on Knowing the cost of surrender is high Endless worlds spiraling outward As Divinity's quill passes by I beg a little of that inspiration A chance to recapture that childhood dream Then carried on a distant breeze, a whisper "Take heart. Things are not what they seem." From here, I… Continue reading “Weighted and Shackled” – Poetry