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Florence E. Carol
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#author #podcaster #poet #artist Working on your Next Great Read(s)!📚📚📚

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https://florenceecarol.substack.com
So, you want to be a writer?

Great! I’m here to help you hone your craft.
Welcome to “Friday Friend”, a writing craft series I started in 2013, now migrating to my substack for you to peruse in all its glory. Without further ado…
January 9, 2026 at 3:17 PM
I’m bringing all my sass to #thelibraryofcongress National Book Festival. My fellow #writers and #bookworms, which writers/panels are you excited about? #writingcommunity
September 6, 2025 at 1:18 AM
You’ve poured hours into your story—but writing the book is just the beginning.
Publishing takes strategy, not just storytelling.
Follow for tips to grow your #writing + reach your readers. Let’s build something unforgettable—together. 💫
florenceecarol.substack.com

#skywrites #writersofbluesky
August 17, 2025 at 12:53 AM
First #podcast is LIVE. Join me on Substack as I document the days leading up to my #thesis reading.
February 10, 2025 at 3:12 PM
It’s LIVE!!! *screams in freeverse*

Check out my #poem in 1807, Issue 6. www.umaryland.edu/arts-council...

I am still trying to grasp the reality of this moment. It feels surreal.

This is for all the girls I’ve been and for future me, (hello!) a phoenix rising.

#writing #poetry #writesky
February 1, 2025 at 2:57 AM
I wrote a little #poem, sent it out into the world and…it’s #published!
January 30, 2025 at 3:19 AM
Linkin Park was right: “the hardest part of ending is starting again”.
But…what are we to hold on to? What to let go? The fear? The violent rhythm? The emptiness heralding the end? The voice like an invisible thread one octave from disappearing? The evanescence of hope?
To what end do we wait?
November 16, 2024 at 1:23 AM
This #presidentaldebate: “Your honor, I’m not a billionaire. I’m just a millionaire!”
September 11, 2024 at 1:44 AM
New here? “Follow me & find out my sarcastically, witty, hidden depths?” Do I even have depths? Am I not just an amalgamation of tics, fond mimicry, philosophical muses, & promises broken before my birth? Are we not processes? Functional units which cease to function when removed from our habitats?
February 13, 2024 at 10:04 PM
Darling, you look familiar, but I think that's the illusion of memory.

.10/25/16
February 13, 2024 at 10:02 PM