Isabelle Palerma Author
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Isabelle Palerma lives in the Midwest but fantasizes about running away to Florence, Italy someday. She’s been writing since she was seven, but fortunately, most of her early writing about talking dogs and dancing gumdrops have faded into obscurity.
Pinned
First words are difficult. You want to manage something witty and engaging. Something that expresses who you are. You want to lift the person away from where they are currently and bring them closer to you. It's daunting really, probably why most babies only manage monosyllabic "words". So, hi.
You wake up in a strange city in a stranger's bed.
But that's not the weirdest part.
You feel a fluttering in your pinkie, and when you look down, you see a tiny pair of wings.
Read more at isabellepalerma.com/2025/02/21/a... for Part 1 of A Seraphic Metamorphosis.
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But that's not the weirdest part.
You feel a fluttering in your pinkie, and when you look down, you see a tiny pair of wings.
Read more at isabellepalerma.com/2025/02/21/a... for Part 1 of A Seraphic Metamorphosis.
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A Seraphic Metamorphosis: a Short Fiction (Part I)
You wake up in a strange city in a bed that doesn’t belong to you…
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February 21, 2025 at 6:08 PM
You wake up in a strange city in a stranger's bed.
But that's not the weirdest part.
You feel a fluttering in your pinkie, and when you look down, you see a tiny pair of wings.
Read more at isabellepalerma.com/2025/02/21/a... for Part 1 of A Seraphic Metamorphosis.
#writingcommunity #fiction
But that's not the weirdest part.
You feel a fluttering in your pinkie, and when you look down, you see a tiny pair of wings.
Read more at isabellepalerma.com/2025/02/21/a... for Part 1 of A Seraphic Metamorphosis.
#writingcommunity #fiction
"I sicken myself with hunger./If this was a physical disease/my ribs would be visible through a sheath of skin." A few stanzas about loneliness, disguised as disordered eating.
Let me know what you think. 💜
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Let me know what you think. 💜
#poetry #poems #WritingCommunity #PoetryCommunity
December 3, 2024 at 7:34 AM
"I sicken myself with hunger./If this was a physical disease/my ribs would be visible through a sheath of skin." A few stanzas about loneliness, disguised as disordered eating.
Let me know what you think. 💜
#poetry #poems #WritingCommunity #PoetryCommunity
Let me know what you think. 💜
#poetry #poems #WritingCommunity #PoetryCommunity
I know the rules so I can break the rules.
The rules of writing aren’t actually rules; they are guidelines for audience expectations. Any rule can be broken if you break it well enough.
Common wisdom is you never kill the dog in a story. But John Wick got four movies out of doing just that.
Learn the rules, then break the hell out of them.
Common wisdom is you never kill the dog in a story. But John Wick got four movies out of doing just that.
Learn the rules, then break the hell out of them.
December 3, 2024 at 1:44 AM
I know the rules so I can break the rules.
First words are difficult. You want to manage something witty and engaging. Something that expresses who you are. You want to lift the person away from where they are currently and bring them closer to you. It's daunting really, probably why most babies only manage monosyllabic "words". So, hi.
December 2, 2024 at 2:14 PM
First words are difficult. You want to manage something witty and engaging. Something that expresses who you are. You want to lift the person away from where they are currently and bring them closer to you. It's daunting really, probably why most babies only manage monosyllabic "words". So, hi.