I participated on Prosing Your Poetry, a Halloween event for writers. I read “Blood-Shod Witch Can’t Tell The Old Lie,” “Sexy, Dark and Bloody,” and “Into the Darkness.” I was nearly in tears because everybody loved my dark and gory tales, except a person who prior to that night, had only been exposed to my “scholarly” writing.
He pulled me aside and told me, “Magaly, I see why they went wild over this. They are a simple crowd,” he framed the audience with a wave of his withered hand. “You didn’t ask them to think about life’s mysteries, and they liked that. It is perhaps even easy to write these things,” he pointed at the pages in my hands. “I wouldn’t know; I have never tried it. However, I must advise caution. Gratuitous violence and darkness might lead a more intellectual audience to think you are wicked, and mark you as something you are not.”
I stared at my former professor for a long time before I spoke. I didn’t want that night to be one of those instances I would remember in the future, and hope I had said something different. After a while, I looked from my writing to his face. I folded the three pieces of paper, and secured them in my bag. I wanted my hands free of distractions. I wanted the man standing in front me to see and understand I was focused. I wanted him to know that I had thought about the upcoming words.
I crossed my arms, looked into his eyes, and said, “Sir, I have the outmost respect for your decades of writing experience. But you and I don’t share the same opinion when it comes to intellectual literature. I appreciate the warning, but I’ll politely pass. I love my writing dark and bloody, Sir. Go ahead, bookmark me wicked.”
I think I grinned all the way to the subway station. I took the train home, wrote the conversation on a notepad, and continued grinning. I don’t know if you are going to like the words as much as I do, but I sure hope so. If you do, leave a comment on this post, telling me a bit about your favorite type of writing. At the end of your comment, add “Bookmark Me Wicked!” for the chance to win a handmade bookmark.
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May this Witches’ New Year come loaded with opportunities to show the world exactly how much we love every bit of who and what we are.
Happy All Hallow’s Eve, my Wicked Darlings!
|The Crone and Old Man Death on my altar.|
|The upper level of my altar.|
|The upper and lower levels of my altar.|
|A skull from Oma Linda. Thanks again Oma!|
|A little witch on a tiny pillow from Deborah.|
|Another little witch from Deborah; this one is flying on her broomstick.|
|A potion sucking in sun energy|
|The same potion drinking energy from the moon. I'll tell you more about this brew, soon...|
|The sunny sky on October 28, 2011.|
|Snow falling on October 29, 2011.|
|Can you believe the accumulation? The rooftops were white!|
|Resting my sock-clad feet on top of my grenade box. Don't you love the spiderweb pattern?|
These beauties are an All Hallow's Eve present from my Piano Man. Yep, he is purrrfect.
Day Thirty-first to Get Off Your Broom! It is also the last day for Lyn’s The Real Witches of Halloween and Danni’s 2011 Countdown to Hallowe’en.
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