Read, if you want to enter, the nonsense and disturbed mind, that pessimistic tones and vintage shades, have created, Read.

Another book of poetry by yours truly

Pieces of my heart, mind and soul. Preview: Fallen Queen " Queen, that's who I was.. I had the drive, the fire, the tenacity. Everything in my path quaked and I crushed them all, Bloodied my feet. I slayed in my relentless pursuit for something more, For him. Then a switch flipped.. I wither away in self-pity now, Enthralled in brokenness.. Consumed by the feeling of nothingness. "What causes such drastic change?" you ask. "Heartbreak", I whisper, in timidity. "

What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015

After escaping her past, Miranda finds herself in coastal Maine, and when she meets Owen, she must help him uncover what truly happened to his now-dead ex. ***** On the run from her abusive ex, Miranda Lewis figures a small town in coastal Maine is just the place for her to lay low. There she befriends Claire, the owner of a local cafe, and her son, Owen. A woodworker and musician, he keeps to himself, especially since the town believes he played a part in the disappearance of the town's pride and joy... a skilled artist and his former girlfriend. As the two begin to grow closer, Miranda agrees to help him uncover the truth behind what really happened, especially now that strange things are occurring again, leading all roads back to Owen. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Cover designed by Simone Northey

He found the journal on the late night train. She found his notes in between the pages.

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

There's dirt under my fingernails, sawdust in my hair. I'm proud to say I hammer nails. Install toilets. Hang drywall. Welcome to the construction zone. Note: I've had to "unpublish" a few poems from this collection because they are going to appear in various magazines. Sorry if you missed them. And a big warm thank-you to all the readers who read and commented and supported me. You've helped me grow as a writer. Hugs to you.

Observe these syllables I have arranged in no particular order and pretend to feel some sort of way. Featured story, highest rank #2 in poetry All rights reserved © #Wattys2016