She did not bloom in the warmth of spring—
Her petals did not wave at the bees
And butterflies fluttering by,
And she did not bask in the sun,
While the birds chirped their lullabies.
She was more suited to the chill of winter—
Her petals glistened with icy snowflakes
With thorns as sharp as icicles,
For she was a rose that bloomed in adversity,
Thriving where no one thought possible.
© Jade M. Wong Continue reading “[Poetry] Winter Rose”
Remember not to compare yourself to strangers on the internet.
Remember not to let the numbers—of likes, of followers, of zeros on a check—make you feel like you are less than, because you are not. You are absolutely enough.
Remember that J.K. Rowling used to be a single mother, depressed and trying to survive on welfare benefits, while the Harry Potter series was rejected by 12 different publishers.
“There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn’t matter anymore.”
—Laurie Halse Anderson— Continue reading “Reminders”
Talent is what they say
you have after the novel
is published and favorably
reviewed. Beforehand what
you have is a tedious
delusion, a hobby like knitting.
Work is what you have done
after the play is produced
and the audience claps.
Before that friends keep asking
when you are planning to go
out and get a job.
Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] For The Young Who Want To”
Here’s to Cupid aiming his arrows accurately
To lost love being found.
Here’s to being nice (and a little naughty!)
For Santa all year ‘round.
Here’s to friendships, stretched thin from wear
Built up like a house of cards.
Here’s to friendships, triple knotted with care,
Built to last when things get hard.
Continue reading “[Poetry] A Toast”
We made it! Without further ado, here’s the last week of songs:
Continue reading “30 Day Song Challenge: Last Week Catch Up!”
A single teardrop fell from the sky.
It tumbled through the air.
It fell onto my hand and surprised me,
When it stayed quite still there.
I peeked into the teardrop
And gasped at what I saw,
Beautiful tales of suffering and dreams,
Of life and all its flaws. Continue reading “[Poetry] A Single Teardrop”
“I have never once looked in the mirror
and said, ‘I love you.’
I think it’s long overdue.”
Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Mirror Love”
It didn’t take us long to find our compartment aboard the steel gray train.
“I can’t believe we’re traveling across the country by train,” said my best friend. “You were right. We needed to get away from all the stress and just be normal twenty-something-year-olds for a change.”
Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Just Two Normal Twenty-Something-Year-Olds”
It was the strangest group of mourners to attend any funeral, and the vast crowd only grew steadily larger as more people arrived to pay their respects. Each mourner had the same somber air about them, but while some wore traditional black suits and dresses, others were in specifically chosen costumes. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Excelsior!”