An over-thinker just looking for an outlet, I love to entertain, to jive, and debate! Join me on this journey of conversation and questioning. Fiction, sci-fi, horror, action, metaphysics, beauty and introspection Revolution loves company!
“The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own.” How I longed to embrace the woman on the other side of me: Marty Nelson. As it states on my birth certificate, at least, but I am Madeline. That is who I am, heart and soul. I thought the day I lifted my head to the heavens and sang out “she is me” proudly, with my bright red lipstick painted on, would be the happiest of my life. They make it look so magical, so easy on tv. But this personal declaration and embrace of one’s true self is a call to arms. In this country, it has become an act of war on one’s body and person.
Mind, Body, and Writing
I am a self-confessed adrenaline junkie. I love to be physical and literally throw myself into whatever it is I’m doing in the most explosive way. However, it isn’t just for the thrill of it, or the rush, It is for the experience and the mastery of it.
Invocation's Wake II
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. “I did it?” Trisha says, peeking through her clasped squint of bejeweled false lashes. For as much as she believed in the dark arts her carefully googled attire peddled, she never expected that her bragged-about attempt to conjure a spirit would indeed manifest. Yet there it was, staring at her through the bare trees of the local spook spot.