Reminders

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.

Remember that…

“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—

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[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] For The Young Who Want To

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.

Re-Introducing Me In 2019

A new year means another step closer to embracing my flaws, my dreams, and my inner fangirl obsessions: in short, being brave enough to embrace everything that makes me, me. Thus, it seems apt to update this post to reflect how I’ve grown in the past year and admit the truths I am now brave enough to say. 

So, to all my blogging friends, my readers, and the whole wide world, are you listening? Can you see me? I’m re-introducing myself. 

[Poetry] A Single Teardrop

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.

[Poetry] Forest Feast

Frost clung to the branches
Of the barren trees,
And the cotton snow sighs
Beneath our feet.

Yet, we barely feel
The chilly air,
For our lips trail fire
Wherever they meet.

© Jade M. Wong

[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Lost Words

A midnight scribble,
a morning sigh,
you watch the words,
curl up and die.

Madness lives
inside your head,
of poems lost,
and pages dead.

[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Poetry Does Not Sell

Poetry does
not sell,
they say

I’m not selling
it for money

I’m selling:
inspiration
peace
love
reality
and hope.

— Elancharan Gunasekaran —

Knock, Knock. Who’s There?

IT’S ME! JADE!

It’s been more than a year since this blog went on hiatus, and the time away only made me homesick for my cozy corner of WordPress. But I’m returning to my blog now eager to see old friends (are you guys still here?) and to meet new ones (is anyone here?). 

Until Next We Meet…

UPDATED 1/3/2018: Happy 2018, everyone! I don’t know about you, but 2017 was not one of my finest years. When I counted down the seconds on New Year’s Eve, it was with relief that the year was over and a whispered promise to do better this time around.

[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Writers and Poets

We live in a world where writing ages like wine. Sometimes it takes years or even centuries to mature.

But if history has shown us one thing, it is the merit of writers who spoke the language of the people. Who have taken poetry out of the shadows and into the light.

Writers and poets who are ahead of their time.

They are the ones whose works will endure.

—Lang Leav, Writers and Poets—