“If there is any irreverence in my own work, I hope it is the irreverence I bear in mistrusting my own sincere self, which then sincerely mistrusts the irreverent me. If there is a bottom to this, I think it is a life’s work”
defining the words that define us
365 (plus 1) found poems for 2017
behind every planet, there's a star.
Advice. Staircase Wit. Faux Pas. Movies.
Reclaiming my inner badass at 50
Literatura brasileira de domínio público
creative writing, pastel art, and essays
Anne Clare explores the world of writing, one stolen minute at a time.
I'm making art and loving every minute of it!
Reflections, Ruminations and Rants