New & Two

Happy New Year! As is tradition, I will start out my long delayed update with a halfhearted apology followed by an explanation for my absence.

Mea culpa. I am admonishing myself for not updating more frequently. In fact, I will flog myself with a wet noodle as soon as I complete this overdue post. Remember, though, you can always find me on Twitter and Facebook (admittedly, I’m almost as bad about updating Facebook as I am this blog!)

Moxie by Proxy

With that out of the way, it’s time for deuxième partie de la tradition (Part Two) – Zee Explanation.

Just because I’ve been quiet, doesn’t mean I haven’t been writing. In fact, this month there will be TWO new publications coming out.

The first is Moxie by Proxy – a collection of fixed form poetry, written in precisely 140 characters, with a lagniappe of longer verses between sections. Like yours truly, some are funny, quirky, creepy, provocative, and a tad bawdy; others mark the seasons or touch on love, romance, desire, and loss. These bite-sized micro poems, penned between blog posts and novel writing, often contain bits and pieces of my works in progress.

Available on Kindle January 4th, 2021 and FREE for Kindle Unlimited subscribers. That’s right. I may not be easy, but I am cheap!

The second is Immortal Loves, available in print and ebook January 14, 2021. The Greeks have eight forms of love and all are included in this anthology, which features some of your favorite writers from the online magazine

Immortal Loves in the second anthology in the Immortal series published by Rewritten Realms, a writer-owned independent publishing house. You can still support this project by donating to our Indiegogo campaign and score your copy as a token of our appreciation.

As always, your continued support and encouragement means the world to me. I thank you all sincerely. xox

Watch this space for more exciting news in the near future! Hint: A new online magazine is coming VERY SOON!


When I was just a little girl,
I feared monsters ‘neath my bed.

As a teen, they tormented me,
When they moved into my head.

When I was a fair young maiden,
They were those I might have wed.

But as I grew into full bloom,
They soon feared my wrath, instead.

Older, I search the day’s headlines,
Clipping stories that I’ve read.

“Gray Hairs Found Near Mangled Corpses!”
“Each missing both heart and head!”

Monsters no longer frighten me,
Night’s not something that I dread.

Monsters protect me when I sleep
With their parts stowed ‘neath my bed.

Hello, Dolly

Can you feel it, too?

Even in the south, in the sweltering heat, we can feel the shift about mid-August. It’s barely perceptible, but it’s there. It’s the sense that summer is giving way to the fall and soon darkness will have its way with the light. From light to dim to dark.

Also, the rhythm of our lives changes just a bit, doesn’t it? Thoughts of beaches and bathing suits turn to fall leaves and sweaters – from cold drinks to hot apple cider.

It’s instinctual, I think. At least, it has always been that way for me and mine. I can only presume that you, too, sense the veil thinning. The veil between this world and the other side.

Each day as we drifted closer to the fall equinox, the balance of light tipped in favor of the night. At the same time, the barrier between the worlds grew ever slimmer. It continues to do so right up until All Hallows Eve. Some believe that passing between the veil only happens on October 31st. That’s not true, though. That’s just when the weakest can pass unhindered. Stronger spirits and entities can pass much sooner. Perhaps that’s why our minds turns to darker things, spooky things, creepy things. Maybe we can sense them among us. Could it be that we hear their whispers in our ears?

I only ask, because this strange little poem came to me from nowhere. I do believe Halloween is upon us, friends.

I love my little dolly, sweet;
She’s my best and only friend.
I bring her other kids to meet
But, they don’t come back again.

I suppose they just don’t like me,
Though, I can’t imagine why.
We’re both as sweet as we can be,
‘Cept when someone makes me cry.

My dolly doesn’t like me sad;
That is when she’s not so nice,
Bad things happen when she is mad,
So, it’s best that you think twice.


Synchronicity would be the word to best describe this past month.

It started when I posted a poem I’d written years ago – God & Goddess – on my twitter feed. Another poet who goes by the handle of @fuckingpoetry generously did an audio recording of that poem in his awesome, sexy Australian accent.

Seriously, go check out his mostly NSFW writings and audio recordings at I recommend that you are seated when listening lest your knees get weak!

Then I stumbled on another writer with the twitter handle of @TheZeusJuice who has this whole shtick about being Zeus in the modern world. A bit of playful banter later and suddenly he, two dozen other amazing writers and I have a website where we are now blogging about the trials and tribulations of being Gods, Goddesses, and Muses trying to assimilate with humans by taking on day jobs.

So in the short span of a month, I’ve gone from your average sexy scribbler to a Goddess Blogger for the Pantheon.
You can check out my storyline by starting with my bio here: The Goddess Moxie.

Oh? You didn’t know that there was a Goddess named Moxie? Well, now you do! Following along as I spill the beans on the wild, weird, and wacky deities of Mount Olympus as the head of the Pantheon’s PR Firm. Here are a couple of updates to get you started:

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