Medicated and Mighty

I'm spending the day editing my book and making the final touches on some of the poems, order, and other small details!
I'm honestly amazed with myself for how quickly this is coming together now that I actually have the energy to work on it.
(Thank you Wellbutrin for making me feel alive again.)
Here's another sneak peek at one of the poems that will be in the book; one that I feel suits how I've been feeling this week. Let me know your thoughts!

Store bought neurotransmitters

Are just as valid as homemade

Not being able to make your own

Does not make you weak

And taking the steps to receive help

Doesn't make you broken

It makes you strong as hell

⁃ Medicated and mighty

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Witchcraft

I am a force of nature
not easily contained
I have magick coursing through me
and every time I open my mouth
I move mountains with my spells
I will not let you walk into my life
and demand that I make myself small
just to make you more comfortable
I am a force of nature
Respect that or prepare to face
my true and abundant force

⁃ a witch who refuses to burn

Crooked Letters – Draft One

The first draft of Crooked Letters to Crooked Lovers officially exists in the physical world!

I fell into a bit of a creative slump for a few months while my mental health fluctuated and my medications were rearranged.
But now I’m feeling better than I ever have. I have more motivation, more energy, and more creative pumping through my veins.

Draft one is ready to be edited, rewritten, and expanded.

This is an exciting step forward for me on my journey to publishing this novel!

Love and Light
m.m.t.

Patreon Updates

Hey there lovelies!

I’ve been working super hard to revamp my Patreon goals and rewards pages so now when you check out my Patreon everything is up to date! If you don’t already know, Patreon is a wonderful website dedicated to creators! Here, you can pledge your support (and gain my undying love and gratitude) to my art and creative passions!

Patreon has helped me to live off of my art since working a full-time job while going to school is a bit unrealistic for my mental health. As some of you may know, I do suffer from PTSD and bipolar disorder. This makes it rather difficult to work in a typical work-place environment (although I am putting in multiple applications a day; I’m just not receiving any calls back yet). But Patreon has helped me in so many ways; not only financially. It’s helped me to realize that there are lovely people out there (yes I’m talking directly to YOU) who care about my creative passions and are willing to support them! That alone is such a gift.

So, without further ado, let me tell you what becoming a patron means for you!

$1 per month: A personalized shout-out on my blog and my twitter feed, access to all of my other social media accounts, and access to the patron-only feed where I run polls and post other goodies for you lovelies. And, of course, my undying love and gratitude.

$2 per month: Previous tier access and my love and gratitude multiplied by two (that’s a whole lotta love) (kudos if you got my Led Zeppelin reference becasue I think I’m funny).

$5 per month: Previous tier access, discounts on my editing services and on my Etsy shop, and access to my personal vault where I have never before seen writings and half thoughts.

$10 per month: Previous tier access and a unique commission! This means you’ll get a unique story, poem, or fan fiction written just for you. This can be any sort of subject matter or have your own original characters! the sky’s the limit!

$15 per month: Previous tier access and a unique, wood-burned crystal box with crystals picked intuitively just for you!

$20 per month: Previous tier access, access to the first drafts of my letter for my book, and a custom order off my Etsy shop!

$50 per month: Previous tier access and a copy of the first published edition of my novel!!!

All reward tiers gain access to the previous tier meaning if you pledge $20 per month you receive a personalized shout out, access to my writing vault, discounts on my editing services and my Etsy shop, a unique commissioned story, a wood-burned crystal box, AND a custom order from my Etsy shop! That’s a whole lot of goodies and, of course, as always, my undying love and gratitude!

So, if you’d like, you can check out my Patreon page and start receiving all these goodies today!

Love and light,
m.m.t.

Do Not Fall In Love With A Writer

Writer (noun): reckless, impulsive, capricious, and unapologetic. Never fully satisfied with real life. Do not fall in love with a writer.



I will break your heart in million different ways solely for my art

I will start fights and heal old wounds for the experience 

for the emotions 

for the power it brings to my work

I will make you see yourself in a whole new light

I will give you my sight

In the form of abstract poetry

And let you look through the lens with which I view the world 

And you will not like what you find there

I will write versions of you that make you uncomfortable 

unsure

Or uncertain

Of how to interpret my perspective of you

My love for you 

My raw emotions displayed for everyone else to view

Thoughts On: Feminism

Walking to my car

Alone

At night

A vice grip around my keys

Held like a weapon 

It’s a short distance 

But we all know the dangers

We’ve all been taught the dangers

Since we were too young to properly understand them

Too many stipulations on a young existence 

It’s the fear of never knowing true freedom 

The fear of never truly being able to say “No” and be heard

And be validated 

When we’ve all been taught from a young age

How to act

How to dress

How to speak

How to live

How to avoid being a victim

But in these lessons

We were taught something greater

How to stand 

United

Never making a move alone

Stronger together

So we take our stand

And fight

Together

Prints Available 

A4 size prints of this quote are not available at CosmicWitchery!!!

“Not a poetic mixture of rain drops and tears, but a chaotic combination of my heart and a hurricane.”

This quote is from my original poem “When Poetry Lacks Honesty”

Prints are only $3 and are the perfect size for a poetry binder or planner!!!

When Poetry Lacks Honesty

How many times must I write my way out of a labyrinth? I thought I had done this before but it never suffices. The feeling inside me never ceases. Time and time again I pick up a pen to scratch words out onto paper but the itch never stops.

Only now, something feels different. Something’s off, askew, out of balance; and I’m not quite sure how to place this feeling. It’s a lackluster sense of words with no meaning. A sign too far away to read clearly. 

Never conveying any specific meaning. I set it down. I set everything down. And I feel my world start to cave in around me. 

Eyeing my escape, I run straight and fast into the wall in front of me, blindly, with no obligation to the world around me. But this isn’t the high I seek. I never wanted “the calm after the storm”; I crave the lightning.

Storms settle my capricious soul. Swept up in the thunder and heavy clouds I find my peace of mind. Because here, I can let my soul scream with no fear of being heard. 

Thunder drowns out my yells and shouts of obscenities. Where most people run for cover, I unleash my loudest thoughts. Not a poetic mixture of rain drops and tears, but a chaotic combination of my heart and a hurricane.

Yet here I am. Trapped in a place where it never rains enough to keep my mind’s fire at bay. So the shouts in my head never cease but are dulled by the ever-flowing ocean of ink spilling from my veins.