HeatMarie

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  • The Wild Kingdom

    My mouth was replete with the strong taste of fresh earth. It was hard to choke that one down. But I did. After all, we are on an adventure to… Read more

  • How I Blog

    Write. . . Grab the headphones, the incense. Realize you don’t have a lighter. Search for twenty minutes, make it feel like an important excavation. Tell yourself every five minutes,… Read more

  • The Ghost Upstairs

    Late at night when you are all alone there are noises that come from the floor above. At times they can be described simply like walking, and scratching, and panting,… Read more

  • Killing the Angel

    The white screen appeared, the black line blinks, blinks, blinks. It beckoned me to write. “Type a word,” It said, “I dare you.” The well-marked path led into the botanical… Read more