JackieDoss
Profile
I’m a late bloomer. I dreamed of being a writer, songwriter, and singer from my early youth… but I got sidetracked. After being diagnosed with metastatic melanoma at age 45, I decided to take my talents more seriously and spend my time doing things that I enjoyed.
I attended a local writers group, and I remember thinking that I shouldn’t even bother with the craft, because it takes so long to write a book and get it published, and I’d probably be dead in a year anyway.
But God was merciful. I’m still here almost four years later. I’ve joined other writing groups, a songwriters group, and I’m taking guitar lessons to brush up on my self-taught skills. I’m performing in local coffee houses, and enjoying life.
Cancer was a wake-up call. Now I’m yawning, stretching and smelling the coffee.
Groups
JackieDoss is a member of All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Dearly Departed, Falling Leaves, Flash Fiction, Humour Captured, Pets Are Us ~ 2 per day, Religious Art & Photography, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Travel and Adventure and WMG.
Writing
The Angels' Share
The monks prayed all day. The angels watched all night.
The Difference
...the tools that we use to draw with
Autumn's Hand
With a whispering hand, / almost unnoticed, / Autumn gently dispels the summer
There's No Such Thing as Writer's Block
There’s no such thing as writer’s block. / Don’t let the ink get dry. / Write, write, write, write. / March the rhythm by. / Can a muse refuse a cadence? / Will she just pass by?
My Father's Flag
Neatly folded into a triangle / wrapped in a plastic bag / sitting on the top shelf / of my spare bedroom closet / is the flag that once / blanketed / my father’s casket.
At Thirteen
Sometimes the way you look at me / makes tiny paper cuts all over me.
