Showing posts with label News. Show all posts
Showing posts with label News. Show all posts

Thursday, September 4, 2025

Polly's World

I've spent the whole summer dealing with health issues that are really wearing me down, and my limited energy has made me realize that I don't want to waste anymore time on "tileface." And by that I mean mindlessly scrolling on my phone instead of focusing on the present, on my ink, on the day at hand.

So I've decided to put social media accounts like Threads and Instagram on hiatus. I want to concentrate on my little weekly newsletter, revising Bad Species, and finishing Agent Regalia.  

Creative nonfiction has always been a weak point in my ink, so I hope my weekly writing exercises will help me sharpen that skill in The Luniferous Gazette!

If there's less of me online, hopefully there's more of me in real life. And honestly, the older I get, the more I wish to live as elusive as Enya in her cat castle in Scotland. Or Polly in her perfect tiny world: 

I want the Polly Pocket Life.

Just me pottering away in

my tiny compact castle.

And when the world

gets to be too much,

click!

I'm sleeping in my

magic shell until

further notice.

Wednesday, June 18, 2025

Presenting The Luniferous Gazette!

I'm embarking on a new creative adventure with the launch of my weekly newsletter, The Luniferous Gazette!

Why did I choose such a pretentious mouthful for its title? I simply couldn’t resist. I would argue that words are far more glamorous with -iferous tacked onto the end like a fancy plume. Take these sassy sparklers: diamondiferous, stelliferous, splendiferous, and luminiferous, etc. I think "luniferous” elegantly alludes to the light transmitted by the moon.

You can enjoy the newsletter on cynestiamoon.com, or subscribe for free to my Substack to have it delivered to your inbox every Wednesday. But beware, the content shall vary widely by whim, so read at the risk of your own consternation and delight . . .


 

Thursday, June 12, 2025

Iffy Magic: the Pink Cover

Iffy Magic got a pink and pearly makeover! Can you find all nine marbles hidden in the new cover?

  

The porcelain rose belonged to my great grandmother, Ruby Mae, the rose quartz rock was a gift from my grammie, Nancy Anne, and the velvety scarf that serves as a background was a surprise present from my sister Becci because she is keenly aware of my excessive adoration of all hues pink. The wings came from a fairy from my mother-in-law that I accidentally broke, which proves that it's wise to hoard even your broken sparkly bitsies. You never know when they might prove useful. The acorn, pearl branch, and pink rose slipper were all thrifted treasures. 

I barely saved the shoe from the bins, the last stop before the landfill. Every pixie in the Goodwing family is named after roses, and Primrose whips up shoes with her magic whenever she is nervous, so I think it fits perfectly with her character.

What a difference a month can make. I'm plowing through my Agent Regalia chapters and revisions with the help of my secret Alpha Reader A and my amazing SCBWI ink group, learning how to use Artweaver, and the month isn't even halfway over yet. 

Stay tuned for a lunar surprise on June 18th . . . I am about to start a splendiferous new Wednesday tradition! And I don't use the word "splendiferous" lightly. 

 

 

 


Monday, February 24, 2025

A Fond Farewell to YRLR

Today I bid farewell to Young Ravens Literary Review. Elizabeth and I helmed 21 issues from 2014-2024. The ending is bittersweet, and while no good thing lasts forever, I'll never forget the journey! Thank you all the stelliferous contributors who breathed life into our humble little online journal. May your creative ink and dreams continue to fill the world with wonder. ✨ 

 



Saturday, February 15, 2025

Review of Tangible Creatures

As an indie author, I'm extremely grateful when someone takes a chance on my work. And also terrified that it won't measure up to their expectations! If my other stories and novels are windows into my soul, then the poems and photos in Tangible Creatures are decades of kaleidoscopic shards that make up my life, like a stained-glass window, both the bright bits and the sharp. This poetry collection is a gift to my mom, who will never read it. But I believe the ink still carries my heart to her . . . if only as an echo. My profoundest thanks, Luisa, for your thoughtful review:

With skillfully crafted insightful poems and color photography, S.E. Page’s Tangible Creatures is a clear-sighted meditation of the earthly and celestial, of joy and grief. Page’s observant eye and perceptive mind turn the quotidian into wonderous: “snow is on fire with moonlight,” “damselflies beat satin-black/the day,” and a mother’s ashes are rescued from “a red/ plastic pot from Marshall’s” and divided using “an 1877 silver spoon.” Tangible Creatures is a big-hearted invitation to “count petals/ together like stars/ and make such gems/of our sorrows.”  

—Luisa Caycedo-Kimura, Author of All Were Limones


 

Friday, December 6, 2024

Tangible Creatures Poetry Collection

I've been waiting until December 6th to announce the release of my poetry collection, Tangible Creatures. I chose my mom's birthday because she was always the first person with whom I would share my ink dreams! 

*Flowery book blurb:

Entangle yourself in forty years of wandering as poet S.E. Page plunges deep within the root and rot intrinsic to existence while searching for worth. Even as time demands ever greater concessions from our bodies, Page muses on how we ink out fairy tales and folio to feed our imagination and make us whole again. Abandoning both heaven and hell, Page scours the deepest recesses of the universe and her heart to find a new way to transform the grief of losing her mother to the ineluctable march of mortality. Words and photography meld together as a worn soul-seeker marvels at the glamour and grit of life.

“Mother ash undone universe
Breathe into me—
(Just one more time)
But how does one plead with a ghost?
How dare I ask for some
MORE.”

The splendiferously talented Elizabeth Pinborough designed the cover for me based on a picture of my mother from her youth. It truly holds her essence; the free and gentle spirit torn away too soon from this sphere of existence. My poetry collection is woven throughout with meditations on my relationship with my mom, not just when she was alive, but also how it evolved after her sudden passing. Leaving my birth religion at age 33 was like experiencing her death for a second time, because my entire cosmic view of mortality and the afterlife was shattered. These poems play with those facets, and try to capture a slant of starlight before it vanishes on the edge of a sigh, a song, a page . . .

Cover Reveal!


Ever Bonnie





Saturday, November 30, 2024

Tangible Creatures Cover-Sneak Peek!

This month has been pretty tough, so I'd like to end it on a note as soft as silver seeds and starry wishes. Here's a partial sneak peek at the cover of my poetry collection, Tangible Creatures, created by the stelliferous Elizabeth Pinborough!




Wednesday, September 20, 2023

Introducing "Dear Voracia"

 Just for fun, I've started a dragon advice column on Wattpad called "Dear Voracia."

 

 "Dear Voracia" is a magical phenomenon! The mysterious dragon columnist has been dispensing her wise admonitions and lethal stratagems for over a millennia now. Not sure if you should buy a cursed needle or a poison apple to hex your enemies? Ask Voracia. Arguing with your significant other over whether to add armored newts or battle guppies to your castle moat? Ask Voracia. Wondering if a pair of glass slippers is a fair trade for your soul?

Ask Madame V.

*You can read the first two letters to Voracia, "Human Pest Control" and "Happily Cursed," right now!


Sunday, February 6, 2022

Review: The Brain's Lectionary by Elizabeth Pinborough

My friendship with Elizabeth Pinborough began when we first met in a poetry class in our undergraduate college years. Our love of the written word later blossomed into Young Ravens Literary Review, an online venture we have co-edited together for fifteen issues now! I am very pleased to offer my own little review of her recent poetry collection, The Brain’s Lectionary: Psalms and Observations.  

Pinborough takes the reader on a transformative journey through her experience with a traumatic brain injury, and the long road towards healing and a new understanding of herself. She reveals the deep yet delicate anguish of her harsh reality on the raw edge of her opening declaration, “I do not want to look at the beautiful things of the world with damaged eyes” (2). In each poem, she loops the shimmering beads of a broken necklace of dreams and lost expectations into sentences, carefully restructuring the pieces into new and exquisite patterns like “laminated pearl with memory” (45). While acknowledging the bitterness of her body’s impaired capacities, she also urges kindness towards her physical frame in “Today, be gentle,” reminding herself, “She has brought you here, by whatever means necessary” (21). For what cannot be wholly recovered, can still be wondrously reclaimed. As Pinborough meditates in “Perhaps my brain is a star,” life continues to evolve beyond wild borders: “Endless, quaking, scintillating with beingness, light and mind—consciousness—I am cosmos talking to herself” (14).

 

 

Thursday, September 2, 2021

September Goals

 

Hurrah for September! It's my b-day month, and the SCBWI Dakotas 2021 Fall Conference is coming up soon. Assuming I can free my hand from cat hugs, I plan to send Bad Species off on the sea of submissions in a few weeks. I think it's been at least FIVE years since I've tried querying a novel, and I'm honestly kind of excited to see where my stories take me now . . . until I hit the reefs of rejection! I'm ready. 

I've been sharing poems I wrote a long time ago on Wattpad for fun, and I think this one suits my mood perfectly:


The Swallowtail

 Undaunted by the scorner’s scoffs,

The nosy earwig, or the multi-pedian

Myriapods of discontent—

 She

Believed in flying.

 Her essence distilled in threads,

Tender-binding, silken strands

That wrapped her plump, ember-body

Round and true (As a seed).

 Moon and sun orbited her cocoon,

Stars trailed by in a milky gauze;

A new world evolved within a Word.

At last,

Lucency called her out.

So, leaving the ground behind

For the bliss of air-spent ways—

 She gave her grace to wings.

 

 

Wednesday, May 19, 2021

Chasing the Jabberwock

2021 is almost halfway done, and where am I with all my vaguely creative endeavors? Tally time:

*I wrote a children's story at the beginning of the year, A Very Quiet Monster, which I sent off on submission to a few places. 

*I published True Gossamer! I adore the whimsy Bonnie Bishop's illustrations bring to the fairy story.

*I'm currently reworking the draft of my MG scifi novel, Bad Species, and plan to submit a manuscript sample to the SCBWI A. Orr Grant on May 31st because dreams are good for me but deadlines are even better (for sharpening my revision powers!)

*I'm signing up for the 50th SCBWI Summer Conference today, so that should be inktacular fun!

*In June I start writing Agent Regalia exclusively. I've been tinkering with the plot and characters, and it's finally time to throw myself into the story head over heels. My working motto for that story is: "Keep it weird. Keep it wondrous."

*I still need to record half of my Iffy Magic episodes for my YouTube audio adventure Seraphina Saphhira Says. And then it will be time for the dragon dreams of Foxkit and Aerohim . . .

In my twenties, I would have allowed myself to get mired in discouragement when my writing ambitions failed to materialize on my pre-imagined schedule of literary brilliancy. But now that I am just a couple years shy of forty, I don't have time for extended wallowing! Yeah I'm already too tired for that. 

I'm writing because I want to and for no other rational reason. Sure, I get depressed sometimes when I can tell my writing stinks and needs revision, but . . . I don't lose hope for long anymore. I slog through the sentences and try to remember the ultimate power of the Jabberwocky!

Lewis Caroll's nonsense poem "The Jabberwocky" is a magnificent experience, but diced into individual lines, the reader would never be able to grasp the overall crazy vision and splendorous thrill of the work. So I remind myself that I'm chasing my own Jabberwock every time I pursue perfection in my weird and wondrous beast of a draft, that "manxome foe!" 

 

True Gossamer Art by Bonnie Bishop



So don't give up, my fellow sesquipedalians! And if you need some sparklestarsome inspiration, enjoy this lyrical interpretation of the Jabberwocky by Erutan.


Tuesday, April 13, 2021

Illustrator's Interview with Bonnie Bishop

Today, I am thrilled to bring you an interview with the illustrator of True Gossamer, the splendiferous Bonnie Bishop!

What drew you to Gossamer’s story?

 

When I was asked if I’d like to illustrate Gossamer’s story, I was given a draft with a bunch of picture suggestions. The draft was well written and as layered as any children’s book I’ve read. Gossamer was a fun character I could get behind. The suggestions for the pictures made sense. But there were two picture suggestions whose impressions stuck in my head and wouldn’t go away.

 

First I should explain: I don’t “see images” in my head a lot. It’s hard for me to imagine beforehand what something might look like in picture form. And if I do get an image of artwork, I often can’t replicate it (although I hope to get to that level someday). What commonly drives me to draw an image is a strong sense of what feeling I want to convey with it. Often when I begin with these impressions, I’m more fond of the pictures I make because they start to make sense as I work them out on the page.

 

The first Gossamer picture suggestion that inspired me was the description of the cover. It read: “A girl standing with her back to us. She has a long black braid with a huge sky blue ribbon tied to it that almost makes it look like she has floppy wings.” With that description, I got the impression of wind on my face while looking up at the sky. I felt like it’d be a morning sky and spiraling clouds. … Ultimately when I went to draw it I made changes that I think better suited the end result, especially given the need to leave room on the image for the title and other words.

 


The second suggestion that inspired me was the lake picture. Its description read: “Gossamer in tiny gondola sailing over moonlit pond lined by cattails.” With that description, I felt a sense of calmness. The kind I get when I’ve gone for long walks along nature paths or when I’ve sat on the beach near my city or a lake further inland.  I even smelled a bit of the watery smell you get when you’re so close to those places: not salty but watery like rain.

 

 


If I didn’t use those impressions to make the images for the book I might have done so in my own personal art — that’s how strong the impressions were.  But the writing was so colorful, and I felt like even if this was outside my range of experience I could manage it. So I said to the impression of Gossamer in my head, “Let’s do this.” I then sent my affirmation to you.

 

What picture was your favorite to illustrate, and why?

 

My favorite to illustrate was, honestly, the lake picture. It was actually the first one I worked on for this book. I mean, I usually don’t have detailed backgrounds in my personal stuff. But the description for that one was so simple and calm, and I’m a sucker for night time and lakes and quiet scenes — that kind of hit all the marks. Because her pose and form were so simple, it let me really focus on the background.

 

In comparison, the pictures I struggled most with were the ones with multiple fairies. Getting all the dynamics right and making the poses make sense (especially with the fairies lifting Gossamer) was a real challenge. Though I love how they all turned out in the end.

 

 


How do you nurture your creativity as an artist?

 

If we’re talking about just finding inspiration, that’s the easy part. It’s no secret that inspiration is easy to come by when you’re a nerd like me. I used to be an avid book reader. Graphic novels, manga, and webcomics are some of the media I indulge in now. I watch a lot of anime, cartoons, sci-fi shows, crime shows, documentaries, Let’s players, and movies. I also watch a lot of artist speed draws and various streams. I play video games of all shapes and sizes. When it was a bit more pleasant to go out in public, I was (and in the future still will be) a frequent visitor to the Yale Art Gallery and the Yale Center for British Art. They’re my favorite places to go when I need to chill and get out of the house. Heck, any museum is a pleasure for me to explore.

 

In terms of actually doing art? That’s a harder question to answer. I mean, art is hard. Writing is hard. Everything in the creative sphere is hard. It’s even harder when you look at all the amazing things that other people have created, especially if you happen to have the kind of talented friends I do. 

 

I have a few theories about what keeps me creating. One thing is my oddly competitive spirit. I mean, I don’t want to actually compete against other artists. That’s just silly. But I DO want to know I CAN do something — if that makes sense. I like to look at what other artists are doing and see if I can absorb their stylistic elements. Not copy, just get more artistic knowledge in my arsenal. Another reason I create is that I have too many thoughts in my head that just need to get out before I can focus. I have a lot of ideas. A LOT of ideas. Sometimes too many things are going through my head and I don’t know where to begin, but other times I just need to get it out in some way, even if it’s ranting to my friends about the things in my head. But my strongest motivation is because while creating is hard, the end result just feels so nice.  I like looking at the art I’ve done (even I do notice a ton of flaws in it). I like reading the stories or poems I write (even if there are typos I only find in the fifth re-read or think of a better way to word things after two re-reads). While it was a struggle getting there, for the past 9 years or so I’ve found I like what I make and that’s a reason to continue. Even if the creating is hard the end result is worth it.

 

If you could choose any artist (past or present) to paint your portrait, who would it be and why?

 

That’s a hard question, not because there are too many choices but because I don’t want someone to do my portrait. I’ve been weird about my own images getting out there for public viewing. If I had the chance to commission someone to do art for me though, I have a few people I definitely would commission. I’ll give you the top four. Three of whom I might ACTUALLY commission if I gain the money to do so (and they are open for it) at whatever point.

 

The first would be Van Gogh. I don’t even have a prompt for him, I just want to see what he’d choose himself and watch him sculpt the painting from the ground up. I say sculpt because if you EVER see any of his paintings in real life there’s a 3D element to it that’s just breathtaking. The paint literally pops off the page in his pictures and the layers of colors is just exquisite. The second would be Don Maitz. His fantasy art is just perfect, especially his dragons. Words cannot express how much I adore his dragons. He also tends to use such vivid colors, and I want to learn how he does what he does. If I commissioned him it would definitely be dragons-based, because not only do I love dragons, but his are just my style.

 

The third would be Dorothy Hall who used to live upstairs from me. My mom already owns some pieces of hers but that woman has a range of art that is exceptional. I don’t know what I’d commission her to do exactly. I’d probably see if there’s any media she’s been experimenting with and go from there. But I’ve always admired her work.

 

The fourth would be an artist named Wenqing Yan also known as Yuumei online. Her style is a mix of anime and painting that just warms my soul. I honestly don’t know what I would ask her to do specifically but honestly anything she creates would probably be something I’d like.

 

Where can people find your art?

 

I have a few places I post things to under the name “Ragond.” My website spiritsinc.weebly.com is a good place to jump from since I have it linked to all the social media I use, and the navigation can lead you not only to my galleries but things with my art you can purchase online (including our book).  You can follow my tumblr page ( ragond.tumblr.com ), although I tend to put my more finished pieces on my deviantart ( ragond.deviantart.com ). Trying to get into Instagram but tumblr is far more comfortable to me.