Between Death and the Devil: Tarot Poems

Temperance stands between Death and the Devil —
she balances the world,
mitigates the pull to hell,
accepts the dead into a deeper, sweeter underworld.

To all things constant ever,
she drips with jewels and pomegranate seeds —
who else could reconcile
such fierce, frenetic types of love?

Between Death and the Devil: Tarot Poems is out now, and I’m giving away copies for free over at StoryOrigin! There’s a poem for each of the tarot cards, written during my study of tarot. Originally published as a zine containing only the Major Arcana, I delayed publishing this project in order to add poems for all the Minor Arcana.

It’s also available on Amazon, if you’d like to buy it instead. The paperback edition will be out shortly.

If you’d like to support me without giving a cut to our corporate overlords, download the book for free on StoryOrigin, then head over to my newly minted Ko-fi page to buy me a hot beverage.

Last week’s snippets

Last week I wrote a few poems, a few meditations, and a whole lot of a self-indulgent gothic romance. Here are a few of my favorite snippets.

A mask I’m working on. It’s currently made entirely of glue from a hot glue gun.

A. You can want for nothing and still be unwanted. This was a thought that had crossed Evangeline’s mind at least once a week since her sixteenth birthday. Before that, she had small chance of noticing anything wrong with her little world. She’d had a caring nurse in Mrs. Fisher, then a kind governess in Miss Tulle. What had it mattered that her father rarely glanced her way? Why would she care if her mother seldom came back from town?

B. write about it

that moment you edge around

as if tracing the outline

can color the void

C. I want my house to tell you what you won’t learn from my lips. From the mask on the front door grinning with pride, spells spilling from his eyes, to the smell of rot emulsifying in the stomachs of my worms. Maybe you’ll spot the Venus fly traps, or maybe you’ll see a few flies and wonder what kind of mess you’ve befriended.

Tell me which intrigues you the most- a, b, or c. It may influence what I choose to continue.

Favorite Books of 2019

From non-fiction to poetry to trashy romance, I thought I’d list some of the best books I’ve read this year.

Future Perfect: A Skeptic’s Search for an Honest Mystic, by Victoria Loustalot

I went on Goodreads to see how this book was categorized (memoir) and was surprised to see how poorly it was rated. This ramble into modern mysticism ruffled a lot of feathers, but I read it almost a year ago, and I’m still thinking about it, especially the chapter talking about the link between New Age beliefs and orthorexia. Don’t expect conclusions, but do expect plenty of thoughtful conversations.

Bachelor Nation: Inside the World of America’s Favorite Guilty Pleasure, by Amy Kaufman

If you, like me, occasionally find yourself watching certain reality tv shows, you’ll enjoy this behind-the-scenes look at the manipulation that goes into making people act like utterly unhinged on television.

Romantic Outlaws: The Extraordinary Lives of Mary Wollstonecraft & Mary Shelley, by Charlotte Gordon

Alternating chapters on the lives of a mother daughter combo whose works had an irreplaceable impact on our culture. I especially liked learning the details of Percy Shelley’s death by dick measuring with Lord Byron.

Broad Strokes: 15 Women Who Made Art and Made History, by Bridget Quinn

This book has irrevocably changed what I notice when I go to art museums.

I Am Not Your Final Girl, by Claire Holland

Feminist poetry about horror movies. If that description doesn’t convince you on its own, I don’t know what else to say.

The Haunting of Hill House, by Shirley Jackson

Now that my anxiety is medicated, I’m much more able to read horror, so I decided to start off with this classic. That was at once a very good and a very bad idea.

A Court of Thorns and Roses, by Sarah J. Maas

I finally got around to this book, and enjoyed the way it melded Tam Lin and Beauty and the Beast. I’m looking forward to the rest of the series, but if it ends in anything but a thruple, I’m going to be pissed.

The Glamourist Histories, by Mary Robinette Kowal

One of the best series I read this year. The first book reads exactly like a Jane Austen novel, with just a dash of magic. Then events escalate, rapidly, in deeply satisfying ways. Want a typical Jane Austen heroine to deal with war? Oppression? Treason? Slavery? Then this is the series for you.

The Pageant, by Leigh Walker

I always wanted to write a book that people would say was “just like the Hunger Games, but with vampires.” Leigh Walker got there first and I am extremely jealous. At least, the Vampire Royals series is just like the Selection, but with vampires. If you’re trash like me and think that sounds delightful, you’ll probably devour this YA romance series in a weekend.

Variant Lost, by Kaydence Snow

I think I’ll get into reverse harem romances, I thought to myself at some point in November. I immediately happened upon this super-powered series, and it’s still the best I’ve read in the genre.