Something New: Play This Game

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Hello Again, My Loves❤️

I hope this post finds you all well. I have not been in the right headspace for weeks now with all that is going on in our world. And like many others, it has left me emotionally and physically exhausted and depleted. It seems like one thing after another and every day I find that I am attempting to grasp at tiny straws to keep my anxiety at bay.

This week I finally had the thought of picking up my tablet to read again. And even the inspiration to be creative. This reminded me of a poem I wrote for a contest held in a discord group I’m a member of. The piece is titled Play This Game and it is based on the theme of being “bored in the house” during quarantine. 😆 It took a while to finish when I was working on it because it evolved into a much longer piece than I intended, but I had fun working on it. And I love how it turned out.

It tells the story of an engaged couple having to spend their time together while under quarantine. In the beginning, things are fine but as the days drag on their perfect relationship begins to fall apart. This isn’t a literal reflection of any romantic relationship of mine but the frustration in the narrative and the doubt that steadily creeps in were drawn from my own anxiety and frustrations during quarantine. As you read you will notice how each of them sees their relationship and the partner they have chosen to spend forever with.

I hope you like it🙂 I’m pleased to share it with you now. Here is Play This Game:

 

Day 5

“Let’s relax and Netflix.”

Bored, but overlooking the urge to explore deeper.

Showtime. Food Network. Apple Tv.

Binge-watching anime is still the winner.

Day 10

“Let’s walk the dogs.”

“Let’s try out that new cookbook.”

Day in. Day out.

This routine has worn me down.

Day 14

“Let’s talk.”

“Let’s reconnect.”

Cosplaying as Asta and S.A.M. are losing its effect.

Do you just want to have sex?

Day 16

Prickly. Hot. And constant.

The depth of my thinning patience,

Against your incessant annoyance

Is weaning

Day 21

“Let’s replay God of War.”

“Or we can pull out the grill.”

“We can always just Netflix and chill.”

Permit me a moment alone to be still.

Day 27

Breathe. Blink. Staring out at empty streets.

The stale air in this house, just shy of suffocating,

But I’ve found better ways to play this game

Day 30

My tongue across your skin.

Salty. Bitter. Hungry.

I’m tasting a different part of you; unseen.

Corse, rough hands consume me.

Demanding. Powerful. Empty.

Day 31

I thought I missed your lips,

But I think I’m just bored again.

Day 34

“Let’s FaceTime our parents.”

“And watch-party with our friends.”

“So, you can remember the plans for our new beginning.”

Day 37

I’m choked up,

I’m tongue-tied.

I loved you once,

I swear my heart wasn’t a lie.

Day 40

But you’re convinced being cooped up inside

Has morphed this boredom into an unruly monster.

“That’s what is playing tricks with your mind.”

“Come to bed. Close your eyes. Let your mind wander.”

Day 42

I agree with your touch.

Loving. Tender. Sincere.

I agree with your assumed conviction.

Overbearing. Dismissive. A harsh puppeteer.

Day 43

As the days linger on,

Doubt settles further

What entity in these four walls is the true unruly monster?

Day 44

An easy smile and the grasp of my hand.

I submit but my mind begins to understand.

Cold. Unfamiliar. Forced.

Curl over to shield my heart’s remorse.

Day 45

Desperate for a peace of mind that is my own,

I cry in silence while you sleep.

Is this boredom controlling me?

Day 46

“Let’s clean up to stay organized.”

Nodding. I cannot refuse.

There isn’t much else to do

have to play this game with you

Day 50

Color coordinating what stays and what goes.

Blue & purple dots present our story’s inevitable close.

Day 51

It cracks and weakens.

The house’s foundation is screaming.

Alongside our own,

I can no longer smile in this designated role.

Day 52

Our relationship was built on BlerdCon and tethered binds

But we are not the kids we used to be.

Indifferent strangers from a foreign time

So, stop playing this game with me

You shout,

I whisper.

You scream,

I hum.

Gesture to throw your fist,

I run.

Day 53

“Let’s make up.”

“I need to make it right.”

“Let’s track down a counselor. “

Let me sleep on my own, for once, tonight.

Day 54

Failed attempts to decode love’s mainframe

While we slow-burned cold in this obligated isolation

What did two bruised hearts achieve playing this wicked game?

If nothing else, an ironic and bittersweet self-reflection.

Day 55

When these doors are forced open,

And the locks are released.

I will march away willingly.

But you’ll cling to the rotting memories.

Day 63

Too much time wasted bored in this house

I pack up a box and leave the rest behind.

You try to snake around me like a vine,

But I am already halfway to the nearest liquor store for some wine.

~Play This Game by Gia.©~

 

Thank you so much for stopping by to check out Play This Game. Did you spot the anime references? 😄 *hint*: Black Clover & Buster Canons. I aim to be back at reviewing soon, loves.

Until the next post, be well. Stay safe.

Gia.❤️

 

Photos credits for this post:

*Cover Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash
*Header Photo by Kevar Whilby on Unsplash

Something New: Unguarded

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Happy New Year, peeps!

This being the 9th day of the new year 😂, I thought it best to just rip off the bandaid before getting too far along into the month. If it has not become clear, I am generally a private person and do not post too many personal things or reflections on the site, but keeping things inside and festering is the easiest way to fall into a pit of despaair–don’t even think– [coughs]

Sorry, I had a slight Princes Bride flashback there, as you do.

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My point being here, is that in the spirit of the New Year and the season of fresh starts and new beginnings, I have been toying with the idea of putting up new poems and shorts that have been rippling away in the corners of my mind. Some are connected to things I’ve tackled and faced recently, while others represent mere reflections of situations from my past.

And while reading is still a VERY big part of my life with the screenplays that I analyze, most of the books I have read just over the last few weeks and months have gotten a few notes on GoodReads and that’s it.

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I know, it’s terrible!

But if time will not permit me longer review posts, I can attempt to do shorter ones.

Or, like I mentioned, just venture forward with this Something New theme to keep things fresh. What do you think?

Now that this little update is over, here is my latest poem titled Unguarded.

 

The Crisp, bright, open sky

The Fading, dismal, browning Earth

Each takes me back to bittersweet memories

A Calming but broken, lightly tattered gaze

Quickening pulse pulls the blood from my face

And I blink.

They’ll be gone again, the memories, once the fog catches the sinful breeze’s eye

Free and unguarded, they dash off toward the horizon

So solid and real your hand felt in mine

Now the tips of my fingers graze only the chilled-wind and wasted time

Recalling the unyielding presence of old pine trees and the acrid aroma of burning firewood that filled up my lungs

Knowing the shifting rumble of your chest against my ear with each absent-minded hum

You held me captive in your warmth and safe in your unguarded gaze

I was a prisoner picked, plucked and stuck without the need to escape

Except, not a single truth, only deceptive lies thrived, harboring in the sweet cadence of your forevermore lullaby

Again, I close my eyes at the whistle touch of the wind grazing my face

I remember your eyes and whisper your name.

~Ungaurded by Gia.©~

 

This poem was created from a blend of details from past love interests and some embellished imagery that I wanted to use to keep the theme of elements and passage of time present in the piece.

Thanks so much for stopping by to check out the first post of 2020 🙂 Hope to see you around here again and remember to watch this space ^_^.

 

Until the next post,

Gia.

 

 

Photos credits for this post:

*Photo by Roven Images on Unsplash
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Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams by Lori Jenessa Nelson

Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams By Lori Jenessa Nelson

Greetings, Readers:

Today, I am doing a quick promotional post for a friend of mine, Lori. A multi-layered artistista who’s publishing her second poetry book, titled: Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams. If the title was not a dead giveaway, this book plays off of a Halloweenish theme and I could not be more ready for it.

Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams by Lori Jenessa Nelson

“Do you see shadows in the daylight? If not, let this poetry collection take you to a new place where dreams are not dreams and nightmares are the beginning of all things fantastical. Not only ghouls and goblins can scare you. Fear can take the shape of your favorite uncle or your father. Horror can happen in the daylight. This is what Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams will show you.

Lori Jenessa Nelson’s second poetry collection will bend your way of thought with its new usage of familiar words. She will bring you to a different realm of a new reality, a place of hopes and dreams and fantastic failure. She explores more familial relations, while also talking about romantic relationships in a new way. She speaks on friendship, fear, retribution, loss, bitterness, and emotional decay. Shedding light on controversial issues and her place as an African-American minority in a white society, Nelson also delves into the darkness without fear that you will see the darkness inside of her. She wishes to share that with you in a way that will bind you together. She will show you the fear of living and the fear of death and also explore self-reflection and the meaning of self-confidence. Wishing to challenge you to think of words in a new way, a noun is not always a noun, as Nelson bends the rules of grammar by riddling this poetry with a naturally free flowing hand of colorful language.

This is Halloween where we are all dressing as someone else but all we want is to be ourselves. How do you think of Halloween? Lori Jenessa tackles the question, speaking about the holiday itself and what it represents to her.

And just for ghoulish fun and witchery, she has also included fun spells that are a little more than just magic. They are flashlights of her personal insights.

Let her share this journey with you.”

Among the short list of close friends I’ve had over the years, of whom I trust for not only honesty, but clear, helpful and  creative guidance, there is Lori. She is not only a friend, but a spark of inspiration as she’s never once stopped going after her dream.

I love it when family and close friends are successful and stay passionate about their own dreams because it keeps me motivated and inspired to continue to go after my own.  Lori’s book, Nightmare, Night Scares, Daydreams  will have a five-full-days’ run of free downloading on Amazon this week.

And, as a friend, writer, book loover and lover of the arts, I am doing what I can to spread the word about this, organic take on life, through speculative lens (sort of speak). And what luck that it’s just in time for the 13 day, or should I say 13 nights, build up to Halloween! ^__^ Are you excited, yet?  (I am!) Technically the event starts on October 22nd and runs until October 26th, but I am sure you get the idea. Plus, it’s a free book! What book-lover, poetry-lover, All-things-Halloween-lover wouldn’t go for this sweet,sweet deal?! ( That was the last pun, I promise :-p )

This girl is crazy talented and I love the fact that she’s created a whole poetry book dedicated to the thrilling, mysterious and frightening aspects of Halloween. 🙂 So, are in the spirit of Halloween yet? (I hope you are.)

Happy 13 Nights of Halloween, guys. Here’s a snibbit from the book:

Excerpt From Nightmares, Night Scares, Daydreams by Lori Jenessa Nelson Halloween Poetry Collection

Thanks for reading,

Gia.

Book Review : The Mark Of Noba By GL Tomas

The Mark Of Noba  By GL Tomas

YA/Diverse Fiction The Mark Of Noba by GL Thomas

The Mark Of Noba By GL Tomas (Book #1 of The Sterling Wayfairer Series) Cover by: Alice Bessoni Available for purchase on Amazon

In preparation for a slightly long-winded review, I’ve opted to put all the main details at the top of this post instead of at bottom since this story and series has a lot of context to it. I also decided to include the full Goodreads synopsis instead of a short, piecey and inconclusive one below:

Sterling Wayfairer has one goal for his senior year: make his mark. He’s been slipping into the background his whole high school career—distracted by his mother’s mental health, unsettled by the vivid dreams that haunt him at night, and overshadowed by the athletic accomplishments of his popular best friends. But this year is going to be different. He’s going to break a few rules, have some fun, and maybe even work up the nerve to ask his crush out on a date. But things don’t go exactly as planned. Students are disappearing, Sterling starts losing time, and it all seems to center around Tetra, a girl no one else seems to notice but him. When he finally tracks her down for answers, they aren’t what he expects: He and Tetra hail from a world called Noba, and they’re being hunted by a Naga, a malevolent shapeshifter that’s marked them for destruction. Tetra and Sterling have distinct abilities that can help them fight back, but their power depends heavily on the strength of their bond, a connection that transcends friendship, transcends romance. Years apart have left their bond weak. Jumpstarting it will require Sterling to open his heart and his mind and put his full trust in the mysterious Tetra. If he doesn’t, neither of them will survive…

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I was lucky enough to have received my copy of The Mark of Noba through a giveaway from the authors of the book, GL Tomas. With out a doubt, anyone can sit down with this book and not realize they’ve been reading for six or seven hours without stopping. 0__0 I do not want this to turn into an essay or anything, but there were a lot of things that were so great about this book.

OVERALL:

The GL Tomas duo have fashioned a realistically believable, angsty yet pleasingly comical Young Adult/ Science Fiction story that takes place on an alternate Earth-like planet called Geo. The authors were smart to not only give us First Person POV, but give us the story from both Tetra and Sterling’s POV so the reader is able to immerse themselves in the story from two different angles without any of the mystery or the story being blatantly obvious or ruined. In addition, the reader will not feel ridged or confided to feeling like they’re reading a YA fiction that’s just for boys or just for girls.

I thought it was funny that when I got to the back of the book, the writers ask the reader which team they were on, #TeamTetra or #TeamSterling, but as it goes back and forth between the two of them in the book I found that I couldn’t just choose one side. The writers do a great job at exploring each character individually as well as they do a unit.

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Without giving too much away, I do not want to say that Tetra and Sterling end up as a couple, because they aren’t. It’s just that while reading this book you get to see something so genuine; their relationship and connection is so much more than words. The two of them have this amazing bond {do you see what I did there? 😉 }

If you are the type who enjoys reading/watching a thing/a connection between two people grow, I guarantee you that The Mark of Noba is the book for you.

Moreover, it you are the type of reader who just enjoys reading about characters whose friends, family, or their life in general takes comedic jabs at them, then this is the book for you.

Sterling’s character is clearly the reader/audience of the book as we, like him leave normal, or what we perceived as the norm, after officially meeting Tetra in the book. And although the POV goes back and forth between the two, in Tetra’s POV the reader is not privy to all the answers that Sterling (we) has through out the book. With him, we get to revel in his actions and reactions because he’s basically an average senior at CCI (City Collegiate Institute) that you cannot help but root for while simultaneously laugh at.

Haha, I cannot remember the last time I felt so much second hand embarrassment for someone.  And to be fair, it wasn’t all second hand embarrassment. Reading about Sterling’s life growing up with a Mother whom suffers from schizophrenia is also another enthralling aspect about both him and The Mark of Noba.

Tetra’s character on the other hand is clearly the objective voice in the book  for the reader as she contradicts the social standards and restrictions in Geo that parallel our own.

Needless to say, often reading Tetra’s POV was one of my favorite parts about The Mark of Noba because she strips away and exposes the baseless and fallacious foundations of nearly every reason or excuse Sterling presents to her for ‘how’ or ‘why’ things were the way that they were on Geo, particularly in regards to gender.

Which completely differentiates from Tetra’s home planet, Noba, where its people function in a way that wasn’t rooted with gender barriers, a person—no matter who—is defined by their skill set and their skill set alone.

I am known for my over analyzing things—

but there were a lot of great things about this story.

However, there were a few things about this book that I did not like or felt if-y about but they DO include spoilers, so if you want to continue with a spoils-free impression about The Mark of Noba, then please stop here.

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