The Lonely Book

There is a shelf in a library somewhere, where unbeknownst to all who visit, there sits a sad, lonely old book. It has not been picked up – not even been touched – in years. So many years, in fact, that it has lost count.

No longer does it remember the warm feeling of a human hand, or the caress of a careful, gentle reader. Though at one time, it used to look up at a reader with eyes wide, full of wonder, now that is only a distant memory. Its readers used to draw in sharp breaths, their relief fanning over the pages of the book when they reached the part where their favourite character escaped from the clutches of the dangerous villain.

No more. Now it just sits and waits, wondering whether anybody will ever pick it up again. It is covered in a thick layer of dust and empty promises.

There must be a new reader, somewhere. It longs to share its secrets, the plot twists and the surprise ending. The book wants to transport them to another time, when it was loved and read almost every day, cherished by those who enjoyed the mystery between its pages.

So there it stays, as patient as any book can be. There is no rush – the book will never die.


Readers: YouTube (Or Alternate Media)

Here’s something you may already be aware of: I am afraid of public speaking. So much so, in fact, that it can be difficult for me purely to reply to a comment in case I somehow “get it wrong”. This happens to be one of the reasons why I gravitate towards writing things down (then shutting my eyes and running away as fast as I can!). But in November, I’ll be starting something new (and, quite frankly, horrifying). I’ll be posting videos of myself reading some of my poems and short stories on YouTube.

If this seems like a big step, then that’s because it is. But there’s no point in merely doing what makes me comfortable over and over again – it’s time to expand.

This month, we’ve been thinking about ways to increase our online readership – we’ve covered using captivating imagery, what we are reading and how we are interacting with it, sharing and reblogging to demonstrate influence, and exploring other styles or areas of writing. What better way to end the month than to take this all one step further – by allowing our writing to be discovered by a whole new audience that wants to listen to what you have to say?

YouTube is like any other website. Establishing yourself will take time, effort, and the ability to adapt to and change what you provide according to what people want. In a couple of months time, I’ll be able to discuss the difficulties of expanding into this quite different area of media in more detail.

If, like me, you’ve never used YouTube very much before, then this can sound like a really daunting idea. However, I’m sure that there was a time when the mere thought of posting your writing online came with, if not fear, then at least a feeling of nervous unease. Speaking your writing out loud can allow your audience, both current and potential, to hear what you have written in the way that you hear it. There’s only one way to see where it can lead – and I’ll soon be finding out.

This month’s theme is READERS. If you have written something that you would like me to share on this blog that could help new and upcoming writers to reach more readers, then please post a link in the comments or email me on with the subject: Readers.

Readers: Other Types of Writing

There are plenty of opportunities online for writers to take advantage of. Some of these are prompts, such as word or sentence prompts; some are challenges, such as timed writing challenges; and some offer us a chance to get outside of our regular comfort zones. The latter are great chances to engage with new readers – and maybe discover a new favourite subject to write about in the process!

This month, we are thinking about how writers can capture the attention of new (and maintain the attention of their current) readers online. So far, we have thought about our use of images, how much we ourselves are reading, and linking to or reblogging others to share our writing interests and inspiration. Today, let’s think about expanding our writing into other, perhaps unexplored, areas.

You may have seen blogs that are searching for guest bloggers. The fact that I started guest blogging is one of the reasons why I’m still blogging today: it helped me to gain confidence that people enjoyed what I was writing, and it also proved to me how regularly I could write. Some blogs ask for writing tips or articles on writing. If you haven’t seen any blogs like this, then you might have spotted blogs that allow you to submit your writing. There are plenty of them out there, and it’s another great way to help share other people’s writing, as well as to expand your readership. But, if you’re willing to work on your writing skills and delve into other areas, then there are even more chances available for you.

Whether it’s journalism, bibliographies, reviews, or something else, there’s a blog (or website) out there waiting for you to submit to them. If it takes a little practice for you to get something you’re happy enough to submit, then there’s nothing odd about that – just think back to the first poem or story you ever wrote and how far you’ve come since then! Furthermore, writing about something that’s a little bit out of your comfort zone can promote your writing to an entirely new audience, one that you may never have encountered through your own blog.

There is a great feeling about seeing your writing featured on another blog or website. There are people who, should they like your writing style or share an interest with you, may visit your blog to see what else you have written.

This month’s theme is READERS. If you have written something that you would like me to share on this blog that could help new and upcoming writers to reach more readers, then please post a link in the comments or email me on with the subject: Readers.

Readers: Reblogging and Sharing

You have probably seen that other writers have had their poetry and stories reblogged or shared on Let it Come from the Heart. This can happen in a number of ways: via email, through the Submit page, or if something on my reader happens to catch my eye. You may have even discovered someone new to follow and read through this blog or another blog that reblogs great posts.

This month, we are thinking about ways that writers can increase their readership online. Some of these things should be familiar to us from the month of April, when the theme on this blog was Connections. So far this month, we have thought about our use of images and what we are reading (as well as some of our interactions with other writers). Today, let’s discuss the benefits of sharing the writing of others.

This first and most obvious effect that reblogging, sharing (e.g. on social media – I find Twitter is often the best site), or linking to the work of another writer is that the writer may visit the place where you shared it to thank you. This may lead to them checking out your writing themselves. There’s a big chance that, if you write about similar topics or share things that interest them, then they may enjoy your writing as much as you enjoy theirs.

Letting people who visit your writing blog know what kind of writers you like and what influences you when you pick up a pen can also help you to build readers. If you are into the same things that your visitors are into, then they may decide to read through some of your writing and/or follow you. This means that you could also share more famous poets and their poems – discuss them, explore them, or simply explain that you like them – to demonstrate the interests you share with your readers and give them more of an incentive to look around your blog.

Don’t forget that sharing can be a great way to keep your blog active on days when you don’t have the time to write a piece of your own to post. It can build a community around you and your blog that could boost your blog traffic, which is the first step towards gaining more permanent readers. Keeping your blog and your posts regular can make it seem more enticing – so, share the love, and you’ll start to see it being returned.

This month’s theme is READERS. If you have written something that you would like me to share on this blog that could help new and upcoming writers to reach more readers, then please post a link in the comments or email me on with the subject: Readers.

Readers: What are you Reading?

It is a well-known concept that the more you read, the better you can become at writing. In terms of the internet, blogs, writing platforms and your own writing, the more that you read may also impact upon the number of people who read what you have written. Exploring people who write about similar topics or share your interests can give you more than ideas – it can give you new readers.

This month, we are thinking about ways in which beginner and indie writers can improve their readership online. This is largely for material available to read for free – promotion of material that your readers will have to pay for is a much more complicated and difficult topic. So far, we have thought about using imagery to encourage and attract readers. Today, let’s think about how much you are reading online.

There are many benefits to reading the writing of others who are in the same or a similar position to you. Some of these are obvious. You can learn from the way that other people write: how to develop your own style, what people are interested in reading, the differences and similarities between their writing and yours. What makes readers tick. Liking and following other writers will give you a chance that they may check out your writing too, but commenting provides a greater chance of real and meaningful interaction. It displays a genuine interest in the other writer – and we all know how appreciated that is!

There are other benefits to reading what others in a similar position have written. The more that you read around, the more likely you are to find someone whose situation is extremely akin to your own. They may be struggling to get published, sharing their own experiences or tips, or just looking out for advice. You might be able to meet writers who have performed publicly and learn from them. Talking to other writers – even if not in a face to face environment – can give you confidence, hints, connections, and new readers interested in your writing.

One of the great benefits of posting online in a thriving community of writers – wherever you choose to do it – is the chance to read and discuss what others have written. Don’t forget to share the love!

This month’s theme is READERS. If you have written something that you would like me to share on this blog that could help new and upcoming writers to reach more readers, then please post a link in the comments or email me on with the subject: Readers.

Readers: Images

Your poem, short story, or other post is more likely to be read if it looks clear, easy to read, and has an enticing title. But something that can potentially attract readers even more than these is the use of images. There are many websites out there that warn bloggers about the dangers of using copyrighted materials, including images, but there are also plenty of free images on the internet that you are freely able to use.

This month, we are going to think about ways that writers can increase their readership online. We have already discussed some things that can help us to do this when we thought about connections in April. If you’d like to take a look through them or refresh your memory, here they are:

This month is going to be more focused on the posts themselves and things that we can include in our posts to expand our reach as writers. Today, let’s think about our use of images.

Images does not just mean photographs. For some pieces of writing, a photograph many not be appropriate or even necessary. You might want to use a cartoon, a diagram, an icon or an image composed of text instead. These should be relevant to the piece that they are attached to, so that you can ensure you are going to draw in the right readers, people who are interested in what you have written about. Your readers might stop reading if you keep posting stories about werewolves with pictures of sunbathers attached!

Pictures ultimately help to draw readers in by quickly capturing their interest. So, you can use them as part of a way to draw more readers into your sphere of influence by providing potential readers with a glimmer into the images you are trying to create in your writing. There are lots of free pictures out there to use – so, if you don’t normally attach pictures to your writing or you have fallen out of the habit, then take that little bit of extra time out after you’ve finished a piece to find the perfect picture to go with it.

This month’s theme is READERS. If you have written something that you would like me to share on this blog that could help new and upcoming writers to reach more readers, then please post a link in the comments or email me on with the subject: Readers.

Theme for October: Readers

Each month, this blog will feature posts discussing writing tips and prompts on a specific theme. This month’s theme will be READERS. I will be discussing things that writers can do to attract more readers and get more attention to their writing.

If you have written something that you would like me to share on this blog that could help new and upcoming writers to reach more readers, then please post a link in the comments or email me on with the subject: Readers.

Don’t forget that this blog is still accepting submissions, so hop on over to the Submit page if you are interested in having your writing featured here.

Perfectly Closeted Away by WovenEclipse

Parties did not particularly interest me, and this one was of no exception.

The Johnson’s were one particularly well-to-do family. They had holidays to Istanbul, went skating in the Netherlands and had even climbed Mt Fuji. All of this I could gather from one simple stroll away from the casual frivolities, and instead partaking in a few choice examinations of their prized photo albums and cupboards, in their quieter and decidedly more pleasant rooms.

One of them, I will assume Mrs Johnson, was a connoisseur of fine novella’s. Modernism, in particular, intrigued her. Along the crusty columns of weathered hardbacks I saw Pound, Woolf, the odd tale by Mansfield. I had touched upon such writers in my university days, but they held little relish for me.

I continued to poke around with all the grace and stealth of a panther, before growing remarkably tired of seeing their exploits on their fifteenth time to Paris and 45.2nd time to the Baltics. These rich people do exhaust me so.

As such, I settled down in the rigid, unforgiving bronze armchair and set to work with an emerald emblazoned copy of The Great Gatsby. I enjoyed a bit of Fitzgerald, even his name was perfectly exquisite. Fitzgerald.

Nick was on his way to meet with a certain fiendish lady named Jordan, when a creak escaped from the study door, and an amber light filtered through. The room turned from an alluring gold to a starkly bright white, and all its charms were lost instantly. Why were people were so incessantly having to ruin my peace of mind?

Nevertheless, I continued in my reading, with a vain hope I might be left to my independent studies.

A light foot approached, the scent of coconut wafting up my nostrils, and a sleek, pale hand lowered my book in favour for a face.

‘Why, whatever are you doing in here all by your lonesome?’

There it is, my peace inevitably destroyed.

I shrugged off her grip, and raised my book in intense examination.

‘I put my arm around Jordan’s golden shoulder and drew her towards me.’

It was forcibly lowered once more.

‘Come and join the party’, she said, ‘it is such great fun.’

I ensured to close the book with an emphatic thump. This is why I never usually engage in human contact.

‘I would rather not, if it’s all the same with you’ I began, fingering the crumbling leather of the armchair, ‘I much prefer the company of these books. People exhaust me.’

I expected the usual look of disdain smeared across her face; the sort of face the Johnson’s would certainly pull. Instead, a smile, even a small giggle leaked from her person.

‘Fair enough then, but I shall still keep you company,’ and with that she plucked a book from the shelf and plopped down beside me.

Yes, I say plopped, as she engaged with her surroundings with about as much grace as a bozz-eyed salmon. Her feet rested precariously on the coffee table, knocking about the oriental chinaware the Johnson’s had gotten on their sixty-first trip to, where else? China.

T’was hard luck for her though, after discovering she had just so happened to pick up Joyce’s Ulysses. It took mere seconds before the valuable first-edition fell to the floor with a deafening thud, and she was upon my person once more.

A few seconds of examination, then she lay bare her deductions.

‘You like books, don’t you?’

A brief nod in response.

‘Do you like anything else, apart from books?’

A brief shake of the head.

‘Do you like… women?’

I looked at her, furrowing my brows. She looked about twenty eight, a few years my senior. Her mousy hair was left to run rampant down her back, whilst freckles dotted her arms and face. A lopsided smile gave me a brief feeling of warmth and comfort, till I remembered where I was and went back to my book.

‘I have no interest for those sorts of childish things.’ I replied.

She kneeled down in front of me, playing with the string of the reading lamp.

‘You’re not a very nice person, are you?’

‘I don’t like people who ask excessive amounts of questions.’

I was trying my hardest to be most enrapt in the novel, my concentration was so very final that I barely felt the lips touching my own. They were soft and sweet, but so very faint. Her coconut perfume stained my cheeks and made my eyes water.

‘I had no girl whose disembodied face floated along the dark cornices and blinding signs,’

She was cruel.

And then it was over. She leant back and smiled, a crooked smile. Her freckles even formed a sadistic grin.

‘I bet you liked that’ she cooed, ‘And it wasn’t childish at all.’

And then the door creaked open once more, that same harsh light filtered through. A deep voice calling through the incessant hum of the music.

‘Urja, come on. We’re leaving now.’

Then she was gone. Without so much as a passing glance she flitted through the room, tripping over Ulysses and crushing its pristine cover. Her pixie shadow danced over the bookshelves, then the door closed and I was returned to the oppressive silence.

I took a minute to recover myself. Opened up my book.

Where was I again? Page sixty three.

‘I drew up the girl beside me, tightening my arms. Her wan, scornful mouth smiled, and so I drew her up again closer, this time to my face.’

And I continued to read my book.

About WovenEclipse

Hi, I’m Rebecca.
I’m currently a English Literature student, in the midst of progressing onto a Masters degree in ‘Gothic Lit and the Imagination’.
As such, most of my writing is very macabre and traditionally Romantic.
I often blend creative writing with my own unique manga illustrations.

You can read more of Rebecca’s stories, check out her poems, and admire her artwork on her blog: – each page on her blog has a great cover image, as do some of her great pieces of writing!

A Reading

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The tarot cards lay face down on the table in three piles between Sandy and the tarot reader. A single, solitary card was face up above them: the Moon. Sandy stared at the backs of the cards that were yet to be turned over, as though she might be able to will them to provide her with positive reinforcement through her stare.

She had experimented with tarots and interpreting the cards before. It had often taken her hours when she had first started, but this was the first time that she had decided to pay for a reading. In fact, Sandy had almost given up on finding anybody to perform a reading for her, because there seemed to be so many fraudsters out there who were just in it for the cash and a good laugh.

Interpreting the meaning and position of the cards was interesting, and it had helped Sandy to gain a good sense of her inner self, but she did not know how biased she was. A professional, and a stranger, could likely read her cards far better than she could read them herself. That was why she had persisted, until Sandy had found the right person for the job.

They had started with a simple three-card spread. Sandy’s archetypal card, the Moon, represented dreams and the unconscious mind. The tarot reader had spent a long time discussing Sandy’s shadow self, and instructed her to be consciously aware of the weaknesses that she perceived in herself, so that she might turn them into strengths. The reader had then shuffled the deck eight times, a sacred number, and divided it into three equal piles face down.

Sandy continued to stare at them. Slowly, the reader extended her hand and turned over the first card.

It was the Page of Pentacles.

‘New beginnings,’ the reader said. Unlike Sandy, she knew the cards and their meanings off by heart. ‘You have a new job, or a new opportunity in your life that will bring you future success.’

Sandy nodded her head. ‘I’m planning to start a new business,’ she confirmed. ‘Sewing, knitting, hobby crafts, that sort of thing.’

‘But the pentacle represents earth. You have concerns that you think may jeopardise this business.’

Sandy nodded again. ‘My mother is sick. I may have to put everything on hold to tend to her.’

The reader made an agreeable sound, then turned over the second card. The Six of Swords.

‘This decision will be difficult for you. Whether you choose to support your mother and abandon your business, or set up your business and provide less support to your mother, you will have regrets. However, the Moon reveals that in your mental realm you are being held back by your believed self-weakness. You need to put aside your doubts and go forward to get the best out of your future.’

Sandy did not answer her this time, so after a pause the reader continued.

‘You are experiencing some hard times right now, but the Six of Swords shows that these difficult life transitions will make you a mentally stronger person afterwards.’

Sandy cleared her throat. ‘Okay,’ she said. She was not sure where this was going to go, or if it was going to help her.

‘Do your best to avoid negative thoughts, put more excitement into your life, and change your routine to improve your situation.’

The last card was turned over.

‘This message comes from the spirits,’ the reader said.

It was the Seven of Wands.

‘The spirits tell you not to worry, for they send you good news. They confirm that your business shall be a success in the future. But they send you a warning, too: once you have fulfilled your vision for this business, you will face competition from others who will be jealous of your success. They will want what you have built for themselves – not only your business, but also the way that you will have overcome your mental barriers, as well. You will need to use your strength to defeat your challengers.’

‘My business does mean a lot to me,’ Sandy clarified.

‘It will mean even more when you have turned it into a reality.’

‘I don’t doubt that.’

The reader looked down at all of the cards for a few seconds, staring into them as though she could see something that Sandy could not.

‘You may feel,’ she said, raising her head again, ‘as though you’re being held back by your other duties as a daughter right now. You need to stand your ground against anyone who may oppose your decisions. These cards all indicate that you need to make changes in your life, to remove old obstacles from your path. Consider what you need right now, and act upon that need.’

When Sandy left, she had a lot to think about. It had been very rewarding to experience a reading with someone else. She took a little time, made arrangements, and then went to look after her mother.

There was nothing better than a tarot reading to boost her self-confidence. She could start doing small things related to her business idea as she stayed with her mother, and then build it up in time. With any luck, her weaknesses and fears would be beaten along the way.