A Few Things I'm Looking Forward To & Hoping For In 2021 This list isn't particularly vast and mostly features books I want to read, but it was only several weeks ago that I started to feel a sense of optimism about the future after a very long time with no hope whatsoever. I hope… Continue reading A Few Things I’m Looking Forward To & Hoping For In 2021
A Milestone Before I launch into my list, I wanted to tell you that this is post number two thousand here on Wyrd Words & Effigies. Over the past few days, I've been feeling a tad giddy as I've watched the post number climb higher, and it feels quite the achievement to have reached this… Continue reading 2020 Gratefulness
Some Things I Regret From 2020 Some heavy stuff, some trivial stuff, some damn fucking ridiculous stuff that will hopefully make you smile. Dating Sites I was in a horrible place when I found myself setting up accounts on several dating sites. And I was in an even worse place when I decided that enough… Continue reading 2020 Regrets
I will probably spend a few more days posting about 2020. I hope you don't mind. I didn't encounter much art in 2020 thanks to depression clouding nearly every one of my days, making it impossible for me to see, hear or feel anything. The art that did find its way through and into my… Continue reading Some Of The Art I Encountered In 2020
They met above the tallest fir in the forest. The encouragement that I've received from you wonderful people who read my blog has helped to spur me on today. It's been an extremely challenging 1st of January. Emotions that I thought I'd buried, resurfaced and I didn't know how to push them back down. I… Continue reading They Met Above The Tallest Fir In The Forest
I was very small when I first read the story about the Christmas Ghosts, and I've encountered dozens of different versions in the thirty odd years since I first scared myself witless with it. The tale haunted me then, and I find it just as gloriously chilling today. The story I'm going to share with… Continue reading The Darkest Days – Christmas Ghosts
Something that I've discovered during my Darkest Days journey, and that I haven't been able to stop thinking about, is the age old tradition in Scandinavia of leaving food out for the dead on Christmas Eve. (I know mince pies aren't tradition in the Far North but I didn't have any pepparkakor or lutefisk to… Continue reading The Darkest Days – Feeding The Dead
While researching into Jack Frost, I found out that if you didn't praise the art he left on the window panes, you'd have to face his wrath...which could involve being led astray in sub zero temperatures. This led me to create the following poem. It's a very rough first draft, so please bear with me!… Continue reading The Darkest Days – Jack Frost
'...she was a creature of ice and snow and could not survive the warmth she felt in her heart. With the faintest sigh, she began to melt. As they stepped from the forest into the rays of the sun, Lel went to hold Snegurochka but, as he did so, her feet melted beneath her; she… Continue reading The Darkest Days – The Snow Maiden
Tonight the animals speak. (A poem is in the works...!)
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 