Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Will The Real Violetwrites Please Stand Up

For Fat Girls Who Want to Have Fun - I attest to this!
I love putting on wigs.
I love wearing wigs
I love feeling different
like I can choose a new me who I want to be,
a new self when I put on a wig, I feel more free
I don’t know how free I can be
I don’t know if I can ever be me
Because reaching for me
Is only the next reality
Of who I can be where I want to be
Want to be free
More of me shining through the alternative
Psychic reality of desire to be
To make a better me
Emerge from the light
Another new sight

Wigs cant make me a better person
But they make me feel bigger and better
In the moment of a cheating heart
my poetry flows like liquid literally
Each time I wear wigs
I feel I choose a new me I want to be,
a new self, I become because when I put on a wig,
I am more free
I say more because wig or not
I'm a chubby girl having fun wearing a wig
pretending to be someone I'm not

Wearing a wig or not
Wigs let me pretend I am who I want to be
And eventually I will be me
See, I wrote this on Amazon for a free wig
And it was written by true me,
like with each new wig I choose
I can choose a new me who I want to be,
a new self when I put on a wig, I am more free
I try to be more than I am, bigger than I am
More of me than I am ever to anyone
More me, better bigger,
more confident, prettier, younger,
More precise in being a better me

Who am I
I ask myself everyday
Who is the real me
Will the real violetwrites please stand up
Please Please stand up
Are you like me?
I’m the one I claim I’ll never be
I’m the one I try too hard to be
Laughing & crying,
I stand up to try to see who is the real me
I try to be the one I see
the me I own today
is the one I see everyday

Monday, September 19, 2016

Hey all - don't you want to see what I get for free?

It is really strange but for about 2 years now, I have been getting stuff for free or almost free, for review. I may actually pay - when I pay - 19 to 99 cents for an item I may have brought anyway. You can check out my actual reviews and some of you may want to write reviews too. You need to be an 
Amazon Prime member and use Amazon and write reviews in order for sellers to begin writing and asking you to do reviews. That is how it happened. I get stuff everyday almost that has to be reviewed. It has turned into a 10 hour to 15 hour weekly gig for which I get paid in stuff. 

Here is a partial list of things I've gotten, sometimes several brands of the same item that I know people will use. I fine it's worth it just to give stuff away to people. 

1.  DVD - R/RW
2.  Wigs
3.  Cat toys
4.   Mouse
5.   Two Wrist Rest for Mouse & Keyboard
6.   Two wigs
7.   3 humidifiers- two are for changing lights and to be used with natural oil scents  
8.   Colored Pencils
9.   Children's toys and art supplies
10. Make ups and brush sets

And tons of other stuff that it is too much to go through. Plus I wrote a new poem inspired by my amazon profile.  It is fun too since I've been homebound and now am recovering from surgery on my foot. Take a look at the link to my profile above and please like some of my ads. 

What is clear is that sellers like my reviews. 

Saturday, September 17, 2016


The electromagnet sitting on the fridge makes me bigger
Carrot juice makes me stronger
Zinfandel makes me grow longer
Broccoli to make muscle mass leaner
I've grown two inches taller since you last saw me
Did I mention ginger burns fat?
I'm 20 pounds thinner in only 2 months.
Ginkgo biloba makes me smarter
All other species of Ginkgophyta extinct
Gingo biloba only one left
Use many herbs to cure my numerous ills
Quicker ills pop up faster they disintegrate
Garlic cures infections inside and out

I'm superwoman, you're a has been
No justice at all.
Need rulers to tell us what to do
Followers need leaders
Like Peter Pan and Benjamin Button
we never grow older
Like Benjamin Button,
every day  grow younger
Soon we won't exist at all
No need to hire anyone for work
Do everything ourselves
Super powers in our brain.
Self-sufficient towers
Of humanity
We"ll be better every day.
Poor, downtrodden humans will survive
Hopefully we'll all finally get what we deserve!

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Love Immortalized

What’s your name?
Ten thousand stars up in the sky
Mimic the light in your eyes
What’s your name?
Is it Sammy or Charles?
Or ten thousand names I can’t say
What’s your name?
Ten thousand stars up in the sky
Twinkling bright like the stars in your eyes
I long to feel your arms embrace me
Linger and softly touch my face
Oh it’s too bad, so sad
A thousand stars up in the sky
Created my own demise
Love seeps through my veins
Faster than a rumor through
Through a small town
Love is the valley of my mind’s eye

Can’t make me realize
That giving you my heart is so unwise
Your love is untrue – vaporized
Everyone who criticized you
Was right to warn me
Not to idolize you
To love is to learn
Although my heart yearns
For you baby
You remain taciturn and unconcerned
I cannot mend my broken heart
Everyone told me I was too smart
Tried to tear us apart
I insisted you were my sweetheart
Our love was doomed from the start
Saw you through blinded eyes
Now I realize my heart is so unwise

Friday, August 05, 2016


's review 
Aug 05, 2016  ·  edit

liked it
Recommended to Joy by: dunno actually - have read him before ...
Recommended for: mystery lovers
Read from June 26 to 28, 2016 , read count: 1



Read if you like my writing, reviews or styles and you'd like perusing more of my thoughts!

As soon as Tony was on the scene I figured he was the one. Kind of disappointing in that I was right. I kept hoping for some kind of last second Robert Parkers Twist. That didn't happen. I do like Mr. Margolin's poetic style and his word usage. Wild Justice is a page turner. Even though I knew he was serial killer, I kept wanting to see it played out. The characters don't know what I know because I've been reading the story from several points of view. I also read because I wanted to make certain Tony got caught. I liked the last minute - try to escape from being caught scenes. Those caught my attention. 

Please hep me somebody... hep me please - please - please

's review
Aug 05, 2016  ·  edit

it was amazing
Recommended for: Everyone, young and old, any age male and female, any age who can read and understand the words.
Read in August, 2016 , read count: 1

I like to read poetic, witty and unsettling work make to make me consider who I am and where I stand in the lives of people who know me or are close to me. I've read several of Tyler's books and always want to consume more. Her words and the way they flow in "Ladder of Years," feeds my desire to know - to know why I am the am that I am - to know the how I betray this I am - and how to consider changing the I of who I am. We can be another I, not the I that we know and are familiar with.
With each day we live - every choice - no matter how meaningless each choice seems, makes a difference in the next step we take. Literally, like children, we create and recreate ourselves every day in different ways and that is what Tyler's emphasis is on her portrayal with Delia.

I read because I want to know. I want to know what other writers write and how they think. I want to be me expressing who I am by my writing. Reading other writers make me a better writer. I read 75 percent of what I read to enjoy myself. The other 25 percent is to learn various things I want to learn and need to read to learn.

This book exemplifies how much of ourselves we hide, just like Delia. We ignore the things we want to say. We try to avoid hurting others or changing too much so we can stay where we are. And just sometimes, we feel a glimmer of hope and we take that first step to seeing and exploring ourselves. It brings me great pleasure and glee to watch Delia do all the things I want to do. I want to just up and leave my life and start over, just like Delia.

Strangely enough this review reminds me of the movie I just watched at iTunes, "Bird" directed by Charlie Parker. The movie and the book both gave me thoughts for food. I know it's supposed to be food for thought, yet for me, it is thoughts for food because the food is in the meat of the novel or movie. 


Wednesday, July 20, 2016

I'm So Pretty, Pretty is as Pretty Does

When I smile I get pretty
When I feel pretty, I’m happy
When I’m happy, I get witty
When I’m witty, I join committees
When I join committees,
I escape to other cities
It’s a pity I can’t be happy all the time
But I discovered if I smile and laugh
It’s as though a seraph sits on my shoulder

Laugh all you want but I laugh
And the world loves me back,
I get no flack, get the knack
Smile on through to the other side

I’m ignored by riffraff and sales staff
Not sure it it’s a blessing or a curse
I love the world,
The world loves me
Like two turtle doves
Being natives in the jungle
The world and me
Have the world to ourselves
All I have to do is laugh
Wear a smile on my face
And very simply put~
Wearing a smile is how I get happy

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Keeping Promises ...

Promises we keep and promises we forget...

In looking through my emails to find an email from a seller wanting me to review a bluetooth stereo headset, I came across an email from a person, written in 2013 and I'm not certain I did what I promised.

Back then, November 26th, 2013, The Cartier Street Review received an email from a person, who called himself Jeremy. I don't recall the email itself, but in my email history I see our correspondence. I basically informed "Jeremy" that sending a website to the magazine is not a way to get published - unless one of our editors visited the page and found either art, poetry or began an interview with the person about their art.

With this frame of reference we continued our dialogue with me telling him everything I read on his webpage is true but I don't know what to do with it. Also the links to the pages I was attempting to access did not work that day. But today, every link worked perfectly and never to late: violet on the spot ~ and so, I am sharing now.

On the website of this person, who insisted way back in our email correspondence of July 24th, 2013, that they wish to remain anonymous, I saw and heard some pretty cool things, and as everyone always says and I believe myself, BETTER LATE THAN NEVER.






Anonymous is clearly talented and very diverse.


Just browse through this maze of art ~

Wednesday, July 13, 2016


From one day to the next, week to week
Nothing changes much
Everyone’s out of touch
Hoard our pennies
Cat sidles up, rubs against my legs
Throws herself on the floor, begs
Paws raised, belly open, submissive to her fate
Suddenly on her feet, ready
To attack Magick cat
I can’t figure out why Cleo’s
So mean to Magick
Boils down to animal instincts I guess
We cannot help but be who we are
Cleo puts on a show
All about the importance we attribute
To behavior that gives it importance
Gives powers, molds us into
Who we want to be, how we see
Everything on our planet evolves
From how we humans attribute importance
Like a rule we live by
I should have been dead if not
For protection spells a fairy put over me
I lived in a private hell
Lost on the edge of a consonant
I meander through verbs and adverbs
Synonyms, antonyms and homonyms
I’m the master of
A fucking weird word disaster
My world’s spinning faster
I’m not a Christian, I’m a Jew
Through and through
No holds barred
Jesus is my brethren, my brother
From a Jewish mother and father
Jesus is the original Christian
Like you, me too
Buddhists told me reflect on death daily
So I won’t fear it
Really I said, “Is that so, will that work?”
At six I obsessed about death,
Couldn’t imagine that one day
I’ll not be here
Continued reflecting in my teens
Longing for success, I digress,
I confess, my life’s a mess
My restlessness came to possess me
Tried to access the truth
For days I roamed the desert
Of my mind
And still couldn’t find the
Answer to my despair
Came to the conclusion
Life’s not fair,
No one cares
Jealous of my flair
I dare to emerge
Can’t merge into someone else’s shoes
Submerged & locked in a smoke laden room
Sunk in a funk in godforsaken mess
I’ll pack my bags to see where it takes me
Slice a sapphire in half and
Become part of the trinity

Friday, July 08, 2016


Summer’s here but the living’s not easy
Humidity abates here and there,
The air’s pretty hazy
Time’s Square still sleazy
Closed public seating there
Get all our food – from who knows where
When I think about it, get scared
Easy times are rare
Life’s very unfair
Especially for animals on factory farms
Want us to think our meat’s here by charm
Nothing’s very clear
If we were to witness animals' suffering,
Their atmosphere, no space, no air,
Living in their excrement
How many of us could bear
The suffering, does anyone care?
I sit here in my chair waiting
For the rain to come to clean
Dirty city air
Wild horses corralled
by helicopters in the air
Taken to slaughterhouses in Mexico
Denied food or water, hundreds of thousands
By our inhumane society and made into dog food
Marilyn Monroe, a humanist through and through
Exposed this in her last film, the Misfits, in 1961
Look it up online at American Wild Horse Preservation
Trying to deal with so much cruelty
Horrors, animals’ torment
The world’s not what it’s meant to be
Take a deep breath,
Ask who cares?
How do us humans dare?

Words From Great Minds To Remember:

“A righteous man regards the life of animals” – PROVERBS 12:10; 

“If you have men who will exclude any of God’s creatures from the shelter of compassion & pity, you will have men who will deal likewise with their fellow men” – ST. FRANCIS OF ASSISI; 

“Never, never be afraid to do what’s right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake. Society’s punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.” – MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.;

“I hope to make people realize how totally helpless animals are, how dependent on us, trusting as a child must that we will be kind and take care of their needs…(They) are an obligation put on us, a responsibility we have no rights to neglect, nor to violate by cruelty….” – JAMES HARRIOT; 

“The greatness of a nation & its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated” – MAHATMA GANDHI