The Creative Blogger Award

the-creative-blogger-award-copyI’m honored to have been nominated for the Creative Blogger Award.  A big thanks to Noir–the darker side of sedge808 at: for nominating me.  Gavin is a brilliant photographer.  Do stop by his page if unfamiliar with his work.

The rules:

* Display the creative blogger award logo on your blog.
* Nominate 15-20 blogs and notify all nominees via their social media/blogs.
* Thank and post the link of the blog that nominated you (very important).
* Share 5 random facts about yourself to your readers.
* Pass these rules on to them.

To the people I nominate:  Please accept my nomination for the Creative Blogger Award.  If you’ve no time to participate, I understand.  :-)

Five facts about me:

1.  I’m currently writing a new spec script.  It’s a suspense thriller.

2.  I’m looking forward to the warmth of summer — doing more writing outdoors.

3.  I’m reading a book entitled, Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss.  I’m also reading five screenwriting books and The Andy Warhol Diaries.

4.  I just finished dying my hair a darker shade of blonde.  This wasn’t intentional!

5.  This weekend, I tried making detox water with orange, lemon, lime, cucumber and fresh mint leaves.  It was wonderful — refreshing.  I think I’m hooked.

These are my nominees for the Creative Blogger Award:

Best regards,


writer’s chair shining

the rumbling of virus check
paces across midnight
time the tick of a clock

she takes a stand
skinny font
bold lettering
they extend their hands

“in essence they fear a lion
but not a woman”

she opens the door too quickly
ripping her nylons
upsetting the word cart

oh, grin!

the conversation dissolves
the ever present sunlight
slightly fades her material

three cheers
to a flippant self
and to all whom she respects

at the sight of home
her raised brow
rises like a giant umbrella…
writer’s chair shining

by mary ann blinkhorn


he cracks his neck
left and then right
as sunlight nurtures the optimistic girl
her sequinned handbag brushed up against jaded wet paint
she giggles, notices… walks away green
a dozen fresh pages at fingertips

thunder is a bad heart
a very bad heart
the edge of a guitar
a tough guy’s heartbreak

her heart crumbles like a 2 AM city
awaiting faded sunshine in morning

by mary ann blinkhorn

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