Trena Tackitt

(1.22.2023)

(3.24.2013)

Writers' block is a plague, but writer's brain misfires are even worse.

It's a good day to go stare at the sun. I was greeted by rainbows and a snowstorm, then caught an amazing meteorite shower and partial...

Do you remember? Seeing you again was so strange- you were so much different than the scrawny, pumpkin-faced boy who pelted me with water...

I started a challenge with some of my friends to write poems based off of color prompts. We're starting with red, and the rule is the first and last line have be the same, or very similar, and address some characteristics the poet ascribes to red. I'll be uploading them here as we finish.

What is a changeling?

I've been given flowers maybe twice in my life. Once on my birthday last year (which was a very good day with lots of things that made me cry) and then by a friend on Friday. The latter was primarily a peace offering and part of what was probably the first truly sincere apology I have ever received from a man in my entire adult life.

A year flies by so quickly.