Friday, June 24, 2022



SCOTUS 6/24/22 


Only the beginning. 
Full citizenship lost 
Without control over 
Our own bodies. 

The voters against us 
Will never be 11 or 12-year-old girls 
Not fully developed enough 
To carry and deliver safely. 
Will never be a victim forced 
To deliver a rapist’s baby. 
Trauma extended through a lifetime. 
Without relief. 

What might be next? 
Back to a time when 
A woman couldn’t get a credit card? 
A woman couldn’t own property 
In her own name? 
A woman couldn’t vote? 
Biology is not everything. 

What might be next? 
When will they come for 
A right you cherish?

(c) 2022 Victoria Lague

I originally posted this poem for Father's Day, 2021, in Facebook, and again in 2022, but I think I'm going to post here from now on instead. 

It's favorite poems of those I have written recently. If you like it, I would appreciate you're considering my book, Cloud Dreams, at Amazon. 


The Questions of Fathers

 
How do I celebrate today?
For the man who made me,
Frustrated with the me I was?
Or
The man who made me,
Pleased with the me I could be?


How do I celebrate today?
For the man who denied my need to be me?
Or
The man who filled a need he could see?
How do I celebrate today?
For the man who created an empty space?
Or
The man who oft times filled it with grace?
Could the second have flourished without the first?


How do I celebrate today?
Should I reject the second benign and favor the first as mine?


I reject the first’s discouraging nay, yet accept my life as coming from him.
I treasure the second’s encouraging faith and assert my heart as thoroughly his.
He is the one I honor today:
The man who helped me find my way.


(c) 2022 Victoria Lague

Tuesday, April 12, 2022

Writing during COVID

 

Welcome to my Blog! I haven't written anything here in years, but it's time to start again. I'm planning on writing about things of interest to me so you, my readers, can learn about my interests, and about my writing process itself, which I find mysterious and fulfilling. Here's hoping for your support!

What have you been doing during the COVID-19 Pandemic to save your sanity? All of this "alone time" has either been difficult, fulfilling, boring, exciting, all of them at different times, or none of the above. In case you haven't guessed, my time has been filled with writing. I blasted out four short novels and some poetry. How? I'm not sure. I still don't know where the ideas came from half the time. Things just popped into my head, like something greater than I (a muse? the cosmos?) was directing my way. Sometimes, as I was typing along, my characters said something that influenced the direction of the novel. They did! Their words just fell onto my page. I stopped typing and stared at the screen and said, "I didn't know that!" Sometimes, nothing came to me, and writing was like the proverbial saying: Blood from a stone! But, I'm very happy with the results. 

When I first started, I was going to write only one book, Unspoken, my novel in the form of a memoir/coming of age story. A reader asked me if I would write another one. I scratched my head for a while not knowing how in the world could I write anything more about Elizabeth's and Matt's story? Wonder of wonders, something greater than I suggested reuniting my hero and heroine after death. What? Without knowing how I was going to do that, I just started writing, hoping my muse would reappear, and Unspoken 2: After Life was the paranormal result with the themes of forgiveness and perfected understanding. (OK, I thank my cousin Jeanne for that last one.) I thought that was the end of it. However, my own questions started coming. I thought, OK, I've reunited Matt and Elizabeth in the Afterlife. What in the cosmos is spirit life like there?

It happened that I had started to read The Grand Biocentric Design: How Life Creates Reality by Robert Lanza, M.D. The subtitle of the book and what I was reading in it, led me to write Unspoken 3: More Life. Now, Matt and Elizabeth could live their "after life" traveling throughout the cosmos, visiting alternate universes, and experiencing what might have been under other circumstances. It was fun to write! I just let my imagination go, thinking about all the alternate lives my characters might have lived. The cosmos moved them from one alternate reality to another through a whirlwind motif that shows up unbidden each time they wondered how something might have been. As Elizabeth would say, "Be careful what you ask for!" I was even able to sneak in a little time travel in their own original universe. So, I suppose this is my paranormal/Sci-fi novel! 

I have thought of Unspoken as Elizabeth's unimaginable journey, but these three books together turned out to be my own unimaginable journey. Together, they round out Matt and Elizabeth's "lives" together. I suspect that nothing will ever be as easy to write as this trilogy! 

Coming sometime soon: A little about writing Olivia's Boys and Dream Clouds.