I’m Rachael. I fancy myself a writer and poet. I have debated doing this for awhile, and finally, I have.


I hope!

Thanks in advance for reading and/or commenting.



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34 responses

  1. Hi! Thank you for following my blog πŸ™‚

  2. Hi! I’ve nominated you for the Liebster Award! It is an award recognizing small blogs, so please continue the tradition by nominating others! You can find out more on my page at http://emilyramos.wordpress.com/2013/04/18/liebster-award/
    Have a lovely day!

    1. Thanks for the nomination! Unfortunately, i do all this from my phone, so it’s a lot of Swyping to accept and pass it on, but the sentiment is appreciated, and one day when I’m somewhere w a computer, I’ll do my best to pass it on! Again, gratitude!

  3. Admire your courage in getting started, best wishes with it all.

    1. Thank you, your encouragement is much appreciated! πŸ™‚

  4. Good Posts…
    Sanoj Jose (Author, My Day Out With An Angel)

    1. I’m please you’re enjoying them! Stay around, there is ALWAYS more to come! πŸ™‚ Thank you for reading.

      1. You are welcome, they were good. If you get the time please read my book

      2. Thank you, i will try to look onto it at some point! πŸ™‚

  5. wish i had extra minutes. Like what I see.

    (; Jim

    1. Thank you, I’m glad you’ve enjoyed what you have seen thus far. But take your time! More posts will always be on the way, just more sporadically now that NaPoWriMo is over.

      1. ha yea i sort of messed NaPoWriMo. next time. πŸ˜‰

      2. This was my first year and it was amazing, but I missed a few days, but many days i composed a few poems. Next year will be better!

      3. once a year only? thats too bad.
        ppl love that thing πŸ˜‰

      4. Official NaPoWriMo is just in April, as it’s national poetry month. However, I’m trying for a poem a day this year, tho I’m only averaging a couple a week….

      5. I like that a lot (B)iblio(G)ypsy. what learning, to write that much. even 2 or 3 a week is time not wasted, I think. love it.

      6. No time spent writing is wasted, to me. I bought a book, Wingbeats of Poetry i think is the title, and its author undertook that endeavor years ago, and hasn’t stopped. Check it out. Many different exercises and prompts, but in fresh, original ways. I love it. Join me in this endeavor!

        Oh, and aside from answering to BiblioGypsy, among a plethora of other nicknames, I also go by the moniker “Rachael”!

      7. hey Rachael. πŸ˜‰ I have been writing over … 15 to 30 a day but I will need rest, and prompts, ver soon. nobody goes on like I have 4 long.

        thanks for the generous conversation rachael. nice to talk normal NOT in poetry, which is how I communicate lately.

        bless you.


      8. Oh my, that is quite a lot of poetry! I’m completely impressed.

        Likewise, thank you for the interesting discussion; I don’t have any writer friends in real life, so the only stimulating “wordy” conversations I have are what little feedback i get here, and on twitter w random ppl i don’t know except thru #writeclub. So this was excellent.

        As much as you write, do you write for a living?

      9. no. I just began. I am in a rather emotional period tho… i suppose that makes the poetry come. I thought I was a failed fine artist, turns out I like writing. hmm πŸ˜‰

      10. In a way, no artwork is ever a failure so much as a learning experience. Same as writing. I save every scribble, no matter how awful; someday i may go back and turn it into beauty. I understand writing from that center of frothy, bursting emotions. That’s when it’s inspired and heartfelt. The test of writing is if, when that tide ebbs out, you continue to write. I suppose that goes for many endeavors. What kind of “fine art” did you create, if you don’t mind my asking? I wish i was artistic. I have an idea for a children’s book, but that requires illustrations, and i don’t draw….

  6. photorealism, color expressionist pieces, many of which i posted and can link to easy.
    in say 5 days, i have lost more poems than I wrote in the previous 20 years easy.

    they float away after mistakes i make and computer crashes, and it’s ok. The first 2 sent me kicking. then, I was like, “bye-bye guys. coulda used you but…”

    You have a didactic tone to your voice. I like that. Keep up what you do and i’ll keep watching. cant promise grammar or punctuation improvements, but its a replacement for verbal confo, which is a replacement for some other communication we dont any of us do.

    At least this convo has replaced poetry for a moment, which is a language too few relate to to ever be a really good language. For me it has replaced writing like this.

    Thanks, Rachael right?


    1. I’d love to see some of your artwork, so please do post links.

      But, oh how I ache for your lost poetry! I would cry! Thankfully, I write mine long-hand, so no fear of losing (only possible misplacing) them.

      As for my “didactic tone”, thank you. I’m not so eloquent in speech or more informal writing (such as texting, tho i still adhere much to proper grammar and punctuation, much my tone is more playful and silly). It saddens me that so many people of my generation have abandoned, and are careless toward, coherent communication, especially in written form. It seems the art of being loquacious is fading and undervalued. I thank homeschooling and my personal love of language and words. It’s fascinating. This quote by Mark Twain sums up my feelings: “The difference between the right word and almost the right word is the difference between lightning and a lightning bug.” Which is why I love poetry so much, I think.

      Back to work for me now. Always a pleasure, Jim.

      Peace & blessings!

      1. take a look πŸ˜‰

        just wrote a response half as long as yours, then poof *
        gone from the click-down notification reply… o well pff


      2. Just browsed them all. You are incredibly gifted. I’m not much of one for abstract art, but those pencil drawings are truly magnificent! My jaw dropped, and eyes popped, a few times. Thank you for sharing.

        I read a couple poems, and look forward to reading more this afternoon. For now, though, i must nap; busy day ahead!

        (And i feel the pain of disappearing posts! It happens to me as well, and often enough that, if it’s a response of more than a simple sentence, i copy it before i make the click. Then when the lurking cyber-gremlins feast on those words, i can reproduce them via “paste” and carry on. The almighty Interwebz is tricksy, but i try to be tricksy-er! πŸ˜€ )

      3. there is a union between abstract and photo-real. I will hop off and find it.


        exactly on the cyber-gremlins. good idea too…

      4. Apologies, yesterday was a bit chaotic, and today I’m just drained and crappy. Have a great day, we’ll speak soon.

      5. of course… rachael.. right? πŸ˜‰

  7. Congratulations, in recognition of the high standard and quality contributions of your blog I take great pleasure in nominating you for the Liebster Award. This award is designed for bloggers with less than 200 followers. The rules are:
    1. Share eleven facts about yourself with your fellow bloggers.
    2. Make sure to answer the eleven questions posed.
    3. Ask eleven questions of your own.
    4. Nominate eleven bloggers for this award.
    5. Notify the people you have tagged.

    Your eleven questions:
    1. How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you were?
    2. If you were awarded the Nobel Prize in literature would you look back on that as the best moment in your life?
    3. If you could meet any public figure (past or present) who would it be? Why?
    4. Best British actor?
    5. World’s best painting?
    6. Religion – relevant or dated?
    7. Vegas or Venice?
    8. Would you accept a free holiday in North Korea?
    9. Why are there interstate highways in Hawaii?
    10. What educational qualification does the President of Syria hold?
    11. Favourite French dish? (NOT a person)

    1. Thank you for the nomination, Mike! Sadly, i only have internet access via my cell phone, so participating in this award is VERY time consuming. :/ However, the gesture is truly, deeply appreciated!

  8. I don’t blog, never have, and so I just throw this out just to let it fill some empty space I have no need for.
    To blog, to write, to submit pieces torn from the lining of my gilded cage, I would have to write for you, I won’t, I write for myself, my pleasure, my inner needs.
    I find it so funny people…those that believe themselves more or better (or perhaps just the opposite) always find something wrong with what someone else has done. I guess that is so no one is looking at them and what they are or have done. It is also funny these same people can’t even read past a simple type o, (oops, oh well guess they had to stop there) or misplaced punctuat!on
    I have always tried to overlook the misspoken/typed/delivered information, looking for the meanings, flow, and feeling I can perceive…….unless you are a proofreader or a publishing house shouldn’t we all?

    1. GROW UP

      I woke up to find myself confussed by the worldliness of my thoughts.

      One morning, like those before and yet to come, however now it’s different!

      What crumb has dropped from behind a veil, once propped up like a napkin;

      and the meal from that table fed off of?

      Was it spurred from some phantom images not remembered from nights before,

      or has pressure I shrugged off so many times before, landed in pools, only to

      splash up and send a Tsunami to bare down upon me all at once?

      Pondering my ponderings, saddened by the self realization my mind was

      constructing, tears began forming as bridges burned away.

      What wall, what presupus, what chain could be forged to repair the damage of

      childhood dreams crashing around me; yet only darkness.

      Bitter stirrings bubbled, and as I lashed out, blaming life itself, and those that fuel

      the greed, the bubble popped; your alone, no-one really cares, and if you wish to

      be happy, well no-one is going to do it for you.

      The boy, me, began to understand why men don’t show emotions, emotions hurt.

      Began to understand how not to cry. He has no control over what others do,

      and if he allows himself to open up to them they will hurt him, one way or


      A single sole being existence, dependent on others, denaturalized. Began to begin.

      1. Well done, i like this!

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