Alison Tennent - The Celtic Chameleon
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Just open your veins and write.
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A Call to the Past
Twelve things I'd tell my 16 year old self This is a dangerous world, and though it doesn't do to focus too much upon that which we cannot alter, nor is it helpful to make ourselves targets by promoting daydreams and buttercups as an alternative to reality.
By Alison Tennent - The Celtic Chameleon2 days ago in Humans
Everyone Has to Sleep, Said Mother
Julie was my friend, but she was also a coward. We had both experienced similar threats, beatings and attacks. But her way was to cower and cry and keep tolerating. Mine was to get out when I could and never return.
By Alison Tennent - The Celtic Chameleon12 days ago in Horror
Listen
The first time I heard the recording was the morning after a visitation. Awakening in the darkness to a voice speaking my name was something I couldn't become accustomed to. Dismissed by others as hallucinations, or an otherwise natural affliction, still the phenomenon troubled me.
By Alison Tennent - The Celtic Chameleon13 days ago in Horror
A Mother's Just Deserts
In the morning hush before they descended, Judy practiced being kind. It didn't come naturally. She focused on breathing and meditation and the positives the day would bring. Judy prided herself on not raising her voice or using sarcasm with her students, so she could always make the claim "I don't speak to you disrespectfully, so please don't answer me that way" without earning a snigger.
By Alison Tennent - The Celtic Chameleon15 days ago in Horror
In California, the Weightless Light Fell Upward
This is how it is to have the superpower of barely diminished memory. Moments preserved in amber. All the lost things, the dead and the living and the yearning existing in unison; a museum of reflections.
By Alison Tennent - The Celtic Chameleon24 days ago in Poets
