Tag: Wyrd Words & Effigies
Things Are Stirring At Slice Of The Moon Books
I'm DELIGHTED to reveal the cover for MAIDEN MOTHER CRONE, the upcoming poetry anthology from my little press Slice Of The Moon Books. With cover art and illustrations by the incomparable Logan Smith Salmon AKA @lass.illustration. Strong, eclectic, fearless poems from new and established writers, beautifully illustrated by @lass.illustration. This is a book for all… Continue reading Things Are Stirring At Slice Of The Moon Books
Sounds Of The Day
In 2019 I made music but listened to hardly any. Chelsea Wolfe managed to find her way into my head with The Birth Of Violence as did Grift with Aftonklang Live at Emanuel Vigeland Mausoleum, but that (and Windir) was pretty much all I could tolerate. However, today I felt ready to reclaim my love… Continue reading Sounds Of The Day
What Would You Like To See
My creativity is making her way back to me, and I've never felt so fucking relieved. I want to start posting regularly again - and I'm going to make a point of writing frequently about mental health - but I'd love to know what you would like to see on Wyrd Words & Effigies. Do… Continue reading What Would You Like To See
A Little Voice Whispers
"You know why the cat has started sleeping on your bed, don't you?" My mum said. "It's because he knows you're not well." It hadn't even occurred to me, so wrapped up in my grief have I been. I tried to write a poem before. I wanted to write about this depression. But the only… Continue reading A Little Voice Whispers
I’ve Lost My Anchor
'Don't bother, you stupid fuck, nobody gives a shit whether they hear from you or not.' That's what depression is telling me as I write this from my bed. But I'm pressing on regardless. It's been over four months since I started feeling depressed, only this time has been worse than any of the other… Continue reading I’ve Lost My Anchor
Quotes Of The Depressed
It's been...a day. I wanted to write to you about several things today; a fountain pen, a poppet made of human hair the Finnish folk/black metal project Wyrd. But my trusted words failed me and left me spending much of the afternoon coiled around my pillow blasting myself with rays from my light therapy lamp.… Continue reading Quotes Of The Depressed
Art Of The Depressed
I've been wanting to write to you and write to you and write to you until my fingers are bloody and my heart is full, because that is what I do, that is why I'm here. But I can only manage a few words today. You see, I'm on a different sort of medication now… Continue reading Art Of The Depressed
Music To Come Back To Life To
I wanted to tell you about this song three days ago, but every time I sat down to write about it, words failed me. They're failing me now. Thanks to my depression/medication stealing away my creativity, I'm finding it impossible to express myself. But, I really need to share the song Ei Kuule Emo Minua… Continue reading Music To Come Back To Life To
I’m Not Ok
I'm quietly freaking out at the moment. I'm sick, sick to death of coming to the end of each day and asking myself, 'well, what was that for?' I've reduced my sertraline over the past two weeks, and while the fog has dispersed slightly, I'm still struggling to feel, I'm struggling to create, I'm struggling… Continue reading I’m Not Ok
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 