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Angelisa Fontaine-Wood (she/her/phd) #amquerying
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...fled hellscapes, virtual and hardcopy, residing now in a shoebox of a garret, under the shadow of a castle. Between these book-lined walls, I read arcana, drink champagne, and write. angelisawood.blogspot.com and ko-fi.com/angelisa
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words appearing in : khōréō, NewMyths, Penumbric, Shelter of Daylight, The Mythic Circle, Myths Subverted, Dark Horses, Bewildering Stories
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From in Her Shadow

Night black Book of Hours
scattered with small gold flowers

rout of enormous fires
widening nothingness

-Jonathan Griffin
December 9, 2025 at 5:48 AM
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This is actually a good example of why the customer model is wrong.

I wouldn't have chosen poetry writing, but UNC made me take a class. And it absolutely made me become a much better writer, with an eye to concision and an ear now trained to the rhythm of words. I'm a better historian as a result.
If you are providing me with an education that is low utility in the world then it’s a disservice. My composition class spent four weeks on poetry. I’m sorry, but that only would’ve been useful if I wanted to be a poet. I don’t need to know iambic pentameter in order to be a victim advocate.
December 9, 2025 at 7:17 PM
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Broke: Not writing at all

Woke: Writing more to get better at writing

Bespoke: Writing more so you have an excuse to commission your friends for art to go with your stories
December 9, 2025 at 1:57 AM
"...Ma per fortuna
è una notte di luna,
e qui la luna
l'abbiamo vicina..."
December 9, 2025 at 5:21 PM
This is your yearly PSA that La Bohême, too, is Christmas music.
December 9, 2025 at 5:20 PM
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I’m into you. I’m in your DMs. I’m into all that. I’m in ternet. I’m in lust. I’m in a meeting soon. I’m in tongues. I’m in Quixote. I’m in your head. I’m inchoate. I’m inbetweenstates. I’m in péril. I’m in distress. I’m in a dress. I’m at this address.

Nasser Hussain, I’m In, from Love Language.
December 8, 2025 at 10:22 PM
"I had designed a throne for him in the hereafter he ruled over."
Here are the #WIPSnips words for December 8th through December 14th!

Sorry to you WIPSnippians in the future for the slightly late post. It's been one of those days. Plus, I thought I scheduled this one already but hadn't. Whoops!

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
December 9, 2025 at 9:26 AM
Wherever did you put my quilted petticoat?
December 8, 2025 at 6:44 PM
"seven flights up grew narrower and meandered into different pathways. At my labored breath, he stopped on each landing. Towards the fourth flight he supported me, then carried me fully in his arms up to the final floor that surely finished in the clouds." #writesky #WritingCommunity #writingprompts
Here are the #WIPSnips words for December 8th through December 14th!

Sorry to you WIPSnippians in the future for the slightly late post. It's been one of those days. Plus, I thought I scheduled this one already but hadn't. Whoops!

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
December 8, 2025 at 6:42 PM
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cannot begin to tell you how happy I am to have stumbled upon the Paris building shared by metal music fans and the union for metal workers, what a delight
December 8, 2025 at 11:31 AM
They see me hyggin, they hatin.
December 7, 2025 at 12:43 PM
So for Christmas I'm going to do a Marie Antoinette pouf complete with a Christmas tree, fairy lights, ornaments, a Nativity with Wise Men and shepherds and angels.
December 6, 2025 at 4:02 PM
I am incorrigible. So please don't incorrige me.
December 5, 2025 at 1:49 PM
If I were the spirit of Christmas subjunctive...
December 5, 2025 at 1:37 PM
Odd little piece of mine, originally published by The Mythic Circle some years ago. I hope you like it.
"The Lark Mirror" by Angelisa Fontaine-Wood
The Lark Mirror by Angelisa Fontaine-Wood Winifred Harrow swept and swept but still the slutswool clung in the corners in the early morn...
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December 5, 2025 at 1:16 PM
A creepy story about an Etruscan mirror that you might like. It was published in an obscure journal, so I hope it can find more readership this way.
"The Mirror" by Angelisa Fontaine-Wood
The Mirror by Angelisa Fontaine-Wood “That won’t bring Mar...
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November 28, 2025 at 3:51 PM
I suppose it's best I don't have a cat, for if I did I wd just be compelled to dress her in a nightgown.
November 27, 2025 at 3:34 PM
"But as for me and my house, we will serve wine."
November 27, 2025 at 3:30 PM
Whether I'm a writer or an art historian depends one which way and at what hour Aby Warburg looks at a given decan on the Schifanoia walls.
November 27, 2025 at 3:29 PM
“I insist on knowing the names, on being interested only in books left ajar, like doors; I will not go looking for keys.”

― André Breton
November 26, 2025 at 9:10 AM
Oft called a fruitcake, does that give me the right to be daily doused with cognac in a dark corner up through to Christmas day?
November 24, 2025 at 4:29 PM
harp sonatas and victorian novels and rose perfume and pink hair powder.
November 22, 2025 at 1:28 PM
I need a quilted petticoat.
November 22, 2025 at 1:27 PM
While on a long migratory flight, one crow says to the other: “Have you bred any good rooks lately?”
November 22, 2025 at 1:27 PM