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DESOLATION

DESOLATION Suddenly I was stranded Prostrate there All that audacity that sprang up You should disappear And like any bird with wings undone and falling Sad and in their own shadows Tenebrous and multiplied Yes, there I was, nailing the swords And constant in an insistent procession From old ghosts Trying to make that ordeal The sacrifice itself, Like any executioner of himself Welcoming then This cold oil that inhabits me. Author Sonia Herrera Hurtado

I'm going to tell you...

DATE 04/0472018 I'm going to tell you... Of course everything I write is not autobiographical, although it does have a lot of my Some will think that they are their own experiences, the truth is that hundreds of my texts are just the product of my mere imaginary creativity, true, that, for most writers, our muse needs inspiration, some reason that deludes fantasies that even being mere illusory and imaginary creativity culminate perhaps more than once being controversial., said in this way, for me as a writer although I still say apprentice writer, the writer is born with that concern and forges or gives more training in accordance with the constant discipline, to be a writer you need to write even if our rhetoric or otherwise said the way the way we write and translate our letters gives us a certain way, curiously my first book not yet published but if registered in Indautor, is very intimate and is written most of our own daily life and in the first person entitled &quo

VOY A CONTARLES....

Voy a contarles                                                                                                   FECHA                                                                                                                         04/0472018 Por supuesto todo lo que escribo no es autobiográfico, aunque si tiene mucha parte de mi Algunos pensaran que son experiencias propias, lo cierto es que cientos de mis textos son solo producto de mi mera creatividad imaginaria .,cierto es., que, para la mayoría de los escritores nuestra musa necesita inspiración, algún motivo que la ilusione fantasías que aun siendo mera creatividad ilusoria e imaginaria culminaran quizás más de una vez siendo polémicas .,dicho de esta manera ,para mí como escritora aunque yo todavía digo aprendiz de escritora, el escritor nace con esa inquietud y se forja o da mayor formación de acuerdo con la constante disciplina, para ser escritor se necesita escribir aunque nuestra retorica o dicho de otra man