“under the surge of the blue mottled clouds…” -William Carlos Williams 



Muse Food. 

You know the moment when inspiration strikes? It fills you up with a rejuvenating breath of fresh air that you assume you can live on for a long time. Sometimes that’s true, but it isn’t always the case. We need to feed our muse to keep it alive. For me, it usually comes down to a secret list that I have tucked away in the back of my mind entitled, “People, Places, & Things That Inspire Me.” Some of those people, places, and things are easily achieved/found/around, while some are more rare. So what happens when you think you’re going to get some really tasty muse food and it’s taken away? 
The answer is pure frustration. 

Most of the time when things like that happen you don’t want to return to old faithful and attempt to re-fuel. However, I was so desperate today that I tried something that usually always works. Nope. It turns out I couldn’t get over the disappointment of the better item on the list. 

As I further reflected on why I was feeling so defeated, I realized that sometimes we just have to embrace the difficulties of the day and let it go. The important thing is to protect your muse from the negative nonsense that might be hovering around it. Sure, my muse might be hungry and sleepy…but it’s still there. I made sure to sweep away all of the demons that were trying to hurt it. Tomorrow is a new day, and I will surely find some splendid muse food. 

Until next time,


“Giddy Up.” -Roy Bentley 


Today I had the pleasure of taking a poetry class with poet, Roy Bentley in the GCU Mansion Dining Room. Surrounded by the classic atmosphere, a group of creative souls gathered to learn from a master of poetry. I learned so much in such a short amount of time and was delighted by Roy Bentleys fresh, witty, comical, brutally honest perspective. It’s the most fun I’ve ever had receiving constructive criticism. 

“Giddy Up” was his way of saying something was great which I found incredibly unique and memorable. Among the many brilliant things he said, one thing truly stuck out in my mind. It’s something that will stay with me for a long time, so I want to share it with you. 

“There is no market for poems that don’t save your soul.” -Roy Bentley 

Until next time,


Two Jobs & A Poetic Spirit

It’s incredibly interesting (and terrifying) how much can change over the course of six months. While I have no interest in talking about certain aspects, I do want to talk about the things that I’ve been incredibly thankful for. Working as a staff writer for Bleeding Cool continues to be a spectacular adventure. My pull list has grown, but in turn I have settled into a comfortable rhythm for writing articles and meeting my quota every month. My second job of working as a library assistant at the college I graduated from has been a blessing. It is so comfortable for me to be surrounded by books all of the time, and every single person that I work with is fantastic. It’s an incredible feeling to work with a group of caring individuals. Plus, I’ve even met a few kindred creative souls! That alone has provided me with so much motivation and inspiration.

While I prepared for my first poetry workshop for National Library Week, I found myself remembering my love of poetry. Since then, I’ve immersed myself in a ton of my favorite poems and even started to write some of my own. I am thrilled at how well the workshop went with the students and staff, so I look forward to further developing ideas for the fall semester. For now, I think the universe is pointing me towards poetry as my creative outlet. I used to write poetry all of the time, and then I moved onto short stories and novels. Now I find myself filled with a poetic spirit again, and I’m quite happy to embrace it. I look forward to diving back into writing creatively, and analyzing a ton of poets for guidance and inspiration.

For example, I believe this quote to be very true.

“Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It’s that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that’s what the poet does.”- Allen Ginsberg

Until next time,


Book Love


 One of the perks of being a library assistant is the amount of time I get to spend around my favorite authors. When I saw “For Whom The Bell Tolls” by Ernest Hemingway sitting on the bottom shelf, I was immediately drawn to the classic feel of the older edition. Since I’ve never read it, I decided to make it my first book to check out of the GCU library as faculty. Time to dive in and be a good bibliomaniac! 📖