1996 [Book Review]

Book Reviews

photo

I promised myself that I would read more poetry so I requested a copy of 1996 by Sara Peters from House of Anansi Press. I love requesting books from them because their books are not that mainstream, they’re a little different and not quite cookie-cutter. 1996  did not disappoint my expectations, it was weird, wonderful, and incredibly dark. Sara Peters is an insanely talented poet who isn’t scared to tackle themes like obsession, cruelty, desires, violence, sex and disorders.

(Right now I imagine we’re all feeling

like it’s winter and we’re alone

in a splintering cabin on a crumbling cliff

with the ocean below hurling itself at the rocks

like a child against a locked bedroom door,

but of course I don’t say this out loud.)

Sara Peters has a way of unsettling her readers while making them trust her. You’ll be taken on dark adventure in only 80 pages but is definitely one that you won’t forget. If you’re looking to read beautiful poems about love, serenity, and nature in order to feel ‘happy’ then 1996 isn’t for you. If you want to get in touch with a darker side of poetry and are willing to delve into an unsettling and still enjoyable book, then this collection of poetry is just what the doctor ordered.

ENJOY LIFE AND KICK ASS, 
VANESSA XX

* Quote from page 53 of 1996 

I am “THAT WOMAN” [Book Review]

Book Reviews, Just for Fun

image

This morning, I sat down with I AM THAT WOMAN by Vanessa Shields and a cup of coffee. I was swept away by this beautiful collection of poetry. Vanessa Shields is a writer, poet, and novelist living in Windsor, Ontario. We’re Twitter friends, and I am now a huge fan of her work. I’m also a writer (poetry and other things) living in Ontario, so not only do we share a name but a love for the written word. Her poems are strong, sexy, seductive, and raw. She lives on the page, she breathes life into her words, and bleeds until she makes you cry. I do have favourites and have flagged them all (Tell Me Stories, Space to Unload, There, Using Cancer to Get Out of a Speeding Ticket, Why I Won’t Meet Tom Cruise For The First Time When I’m In A Coma, Where Is The Love?, A Woman’s Love, etc). I love the poems about writing, I adore her poems about love, and her poems about sex and love quench a thirst I haven’t known before. Her words and poems are imaginative, feminist, and so real they will give you goosebumps. When Vanessa signed my book she wrote, May you find pieces of yourself on these pages. Although I may not know what giving birth is like, or How to Sneeze After You’ve Given Birth Twice, pieces of myself found me as I flipped through the pages. I (too) AM THAT WOMAN. This book of poetry is the only book I will keep in my purse at all times, I want to savour it over and over again.

My passion is thick

My bravery is imperfect

My soul is scarred and mended

My here is shattered and sewn

And I am not alone

I recommend this book all of you poetry lovers out there.

Click here for information on the book launch!

cropped-IAM_std_LAUNCH_REV1

Talk soon, 

Vanessa Xo

Disclosure: I was sent a copy of  I am That Woman by Vanessa Shields for an honest review.

Book Launch Photo Credit: VanessaShields.com 

Quote from: page 43 of  I am That Woman

Edited by: Grammarly 

I am "THAT WOMAN" [Book Review]

Book Reviews, Just for Fun

image

This morning, I sat down with I AM THAT WOMAN by Vanessa Shields and a cup of coffee. I was swept away by this beautiful collection of poetry. Vanessa Shields is a writer, poet, and novelist living in Windsor, Ontario. We’re Twitter friends, and I am now a huge fan of her work. I’m also a writer (poetry and other things) living in Ontario, so not only do we share a name but a love for the written word. Her poems are strong, sexy, seductive, and raw. She lives on the page, she breathes life into her words, and bleeds until she makes you cry. I do have favourites and have flagged them all (Tell Me Stories, Space to Unload, There, Using Cancer to Get Out of a Speeding Ticket, Why I Won’t Meet Tom Cruise For The First Time When I’m In A Coma, Where Is The Love?, A Woman’s Love, etc). I love the poems about writing, I adore her poems about love, and her poems about sex and love quench a thirst I haven’t known before. Her words and poems are imaginative, feminist, and so real they will give you goosebumps. When Vanessa signed my book she wrote, May you find pieces of yourself on these pages. Although I may not know what giving birth is like, or How to Sneeze After You’ve Given Birth Twice, pieces of myself found me as I flipped through the pages. I (too) AM THAT WOMAN. This book of poetry is the only book I will keep in my purse at all times, I want to savour it over and over again.

My passion is thick

My bravery is imperfect

My soul is scarred and mended

My here is shattered and sewn

And I am not alone

I recommend this book all of you poetry lovers out there.

Click here for information on the book launch!

cropped-IAM_std_LAUNCH_REV1

Talk soon, 

Vanessa Xo

Disclosure: I was sent a copy of  I am That Woman by Vanessa Shields for an honest review.

Book Launch Photo Credit: VanessaShields.com 

Quote from: page 43 of  I am That Woman

Edited by: Grammarly 

sometimes I write like this* #poetry

Bursting the Bubble, Family Time, Just for Fun, Lifestyle/Personal

large

I’m running faster than anyone with legs has ever run before

that flying dust hitting your face, that splash of water that nearly missed you,

— that’s me.

I’m that blur beside you for a mere moment

and then that dot off in the distance

— the one you can barely see.

Some days I run toward you, some days I run away.

into your arms, so close I can feel your heart beat on my temple

— then I’m gone while you hug the empty air.

I try not to look back, your disappointment is too much to take

you wear it with pride, you accept me for who I am

— you’re not disappointed in me, just that I leave.

That I run blindly in the other direction when things get tough, when i’m afraid.

You know I’m better than that – and THAT is why I can’t face you.

So I run blindly in circles

— an endless race.

Talk soon,

Vanessa Xo

Photo Credit: We Heart It

The girl who stopped living

Just for Fun, Lifestyle/Personal

When you read this, I’ll be in New York with one of my best friends! And while I’m exploring the city for a second time, shopping, and hopefully getting inspiration for a travel diary, I thought I’d leave you with a little poem. My first writing voice was a poetic one and I like to come back to it once in a while. They tend to be my most personal journal entries or blog posts, they always leave me feeling empty, spent, and satisfied. I hope you like it.

When Girl Meets Boy

The girl who stopped living

and the boy who just wanted to be alone

they met in the most unlikely place, filled with people, music and drinks overflown

The girl who stopped living (or perhaps never lived before)

forgot about her fears, her pain, and her insecures.

The boy who just wanted to be alone bumped into a girl

her bright brown eyes, so filled with life, caught him by surprise

— but he opened his palms and rolled the dice

“Hi” he breathed “can I get you a drink?”

A nod of her head and he could no longer think

red on her cheeks and he knew this was it

That evening they spent, attached at the hip

in the dark and quiet corner

whispering and things.

As the night turned to day, and the sun was born

the boy said goodbye to the girl, eyes still bright and warm

As she linked arms with her friends and strutted away,

the boy (for the very first time) felt lonely,

in the worst kind of way.

large

Talk soon,

Vanessa Xo

* Poem written on October 27, 2013 by me (Vanessa Grillone), share with care or leave it be! *

A Girl Who Reads

Just for Fun, Lifestyle/Personal

Chic Darling shared this video on Twitter the other day, I thought it was not only worth sharing but worth writing my own adaptation of it.

I want a man who speaks

A man who can hold a conversation no matter the speed

A man whose voice never deters

No matter the subject, phobia, or fears.

I want a man who can look me in the eye

and command the conversation once in while

A man who’s well-lived and well-versed in modern affairs

who knows facts, people, and worldly cares.

A man that I can learn from and who doesn’t mind being taught

A man I can fight with — right or wrong

A man who loves a challenge, no matter what it be

A man who can make my heart race from the pressure of his palm upon my knee.

A man whose strength, enthusiasm, and desire

matches my own

thank goodness, this man, I already know.

😉

Love Always

Vanessa Xo

working hard at not feeling so small.

Just for Fun, Lifestyle/Personal

When I don’t feel like working out, I work out. When I don’t feel like going to work, I go to work. When I don’t feel like eating a salad for lunch, I eat a salad for lunch. When I don’t feel like cleaning my bathroom, I clean my bathroom. When I don’t feel like waking up at the sound of my alarm because I really have nothing to do or nowhere to go, I wake up, I do, I go. When I don’t feel like writing, I Write. I sit down with my notebook and a pen and  let myself write. No thinking, no planning, just a pen scratching paper. Me hoping that the end result will make sense, or at very least make me feel something.

snowflakes and frost, my emotions get lost
the swirl of the snow, my heart letting go
I have to hold on — have to try harder
my emotions are real but keep getting farther  
 
I’m not really feeling, I’m just moving along
I’m not really thinking, is this right or wrong?
I’m not really seeing, I’m not really aware
to tell you the truth, I don’t think I care
 
I either feel everything or nothing at all.
I’m just working hard at not feeling so small.

tumblr_mgv1keCUNO1s0w8moo1_500_large

Love Always

Vanessa Xo

**Poem above written by me, Vanessa Grillone, on January 22, 2013. Cite with care. **

Back to Basics — Again.

Book Reviews, Just for Fun, Lifestyle/Personal

Last year I entered My Pen, My Voice in the Writer’s Digest 20th Annual Self-Published Book Awards contest. Although I didn’t win, I thought the comments from the judges were worth posting. It was incredible to get some feedback on a book I published in 2011 and it made me wonder why I haven’t really written  poetry since. Poetry was my go-to outlet. I started “really” writing when I was twelve-years-old and it was always in the form of poetry. In fact my book is 90% poetry, written between the ages of twelve and eighteen.

image

I think I’d like to get back to basics, study a bit of poetry, write more poetry again. The best way to write poetry is to start reading it again and so I ask you, what is your favourite poetry anthology? Who is your favourite poet? Where do I begin? Let me know in the comments 🙂

… it’s back to basics for me… again

Love Always

Vanessa Xo