Meta-fictionality, Narrative, Reflection

Write to Live: Green Torches

When I was eighteen, I wrote a short-story based on a nightmare. I fled a large man with a sword in and out of doorways, through tunnels, up ladders onto scaffolds (and jumping down again), in an endless maze. The fiction has a distinct beginning and an ending. The story evolved to include a cell,… Continue reading Write to Live: Green Torches

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JD Gore
Memories, Narrative, Observations, People, Reflection

Trying to Get Pregnant

I am trying to get pregnant; one way or another, I have wanted to get pregnant for a long time. After my last relationship ended, I had plenty of solitude in which to get pregnant with inspiration for a novel. I had privacy, candles, and bathtub sessions on a regular basis. --call me a click-whore:… Continue reading Trying to Get Pregnant

Memories, Observations, Reflection

Reverse Exile: Declaration of Intent

Today marked my unceremonious social-media announcement to pursue an MFA in Creative Writing (and/or Poetics) and to do “whatever it takes” to get into a program. I would be lying if I said this was a pivotal turning point of any kind. No movement in my actual existence, the life I have lived for twenty-seven… Continue reading Reverse Exile: Declaration of Intent