Crafting
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Yay and yikes I loved writing my book. It was emotional but rewarding. Finding a publishing home for it went better than I had anticipated. The editing and launching phases were uneventful on the whole. Promoting has been a whole other hurdle. I’m not upset about it and I am not complaining. I just never
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My last command in the Navy was kind of a disaster but it had moments that I still smile about. I was stationed with several people I adored, several I couldn’t stand to be around, and many I was indifferent to. Among those I adored was Rachel. Rachel was not well liked by most people.
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It’s always an interesting thing, to decide that a project has gone in a completey wrong direction and the only course left is to scrub the whole thing and start again. I had done this with my debut poetry collection several times back when I thought I was writing a memoir. It still is, in
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At a Mardi Gras parade in Slidell, I saw her. Antheia is the goddess of swamps, flower wreaths, and human love. She is untamed beauty, friendship, nature, heat, and water. She is the perfect goddess to personify the idea of feral women in today’s society, especially in this little part of the country where the
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There’s something about spring in Louisiana. I love looking at all the plants for sale, seeing my little seedlings grow, watching my perennials come back to life. I know a bunch of that happens during Spring everywhere, but I also know that it’s still cold and dreary in a lot of other places right now.
Heather Stewart Poetry 