The WordSmith’s Forge
Where prose invokes.
led by voice. unboxed. unapologetic.
What’s today called?
A dedication and plea to the begotten, Write as if it’s already forgotten. read on
As If.
A piece that asked to exist. Build a sentence that cannot escape itself. read on
Of Writing, Or Something Like It
Another task, Another ask: write with control, at first. Let it slip. Let the thought unravel, then into something ghostlike that still lingers long after it should have ended. read on
Cadence
An innocent request, at an unwittingly appropriate time; write a brief but disproportionately difficult attempt to rest… read on
Chaos Cohere
An ask, made whilst dissecting the chaotic beauty of a piece of political writing; write out a wandering reflection that lands on a sentence discussed: “But how much control does he really have?” read on
The Eye of the Storm
‘Tis a tale of two transformed. where she walked, roses filled with thorn, wherein winds cut through you like the norm. where he lived; torment took form. read on
Sometimes, a fable spills over
Forged Additions
This parable first brewed in the kitchens of Fables for Food. But sometimes, they ferment into literary grospel and thus, its honorary place at The Forge.
Grospel of Croffee: The Parable of the Maiden’s Plea
Oat milk? In keto?! A poetic tale of forbidden flavour, almond betrayal, and the sacred union of cream. The Grospel deepens. read on