The days pass slowerAs the nights grow colder,Winter brought me loss.And we have been trapped for so long.West, they said had the answers,West, my husband said we would start over,So West we wentAnd the storm brewed alongside.The snowfall came early to Sierra Nevada.I remember how it feltWhen the lethal flecks stungWhile melting against my chapped… Continue reading It Wasn’t Much of a Party
This is a flash fiction piece I wrote at the last Atlanta Writer's Club meeting that I attended. The guest speaker encouraged us to take five minutes and write a paragraph based off of the prompt: How it feels to be widowed at 35. We were then asked if any of us wanted to share.… Continue reading Flash Fiction Piece 2: Think Outside of the Prompt
Hi y'all! As you know I am Caroline C. Cole. You can call me Carol, Care, Carl, Coral, TripleC, whatever floats your boat! Also known to family and friends as "the sweetest psycho you'll ever meet," my writing is embedded with dark comedy and witty wordplay. I believe in raw content accented with sharp technique.… Continue reading Who am I as a Caroline?
Hi y'all! So, obviously reading and writing go hand-in-hand. Kinda like hearing and speaking. My writing would be quite illiterate if I had not indulged in reading many wonderful works throughout my life. And a handful of sublime. Cough, cough Twilight. I have two favorite authors, F. Scott Fitzgerald, and Brett Easton Ellis. (It's a… Continue reading Who am I as a reader?
I pretty much write to keep my head from exploding. I suffer from a severe case of overlapping thoughts; its quite critical. As a writer, I try to embrace versatility while fabricating a specific, unique style. I want to have the ability to put my own personal twist on any subject. I primarily write works… Continue reading Who am I as a writer?