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Here I stand (An Original monologue)

by tiffanymonologue, recorded November 5, 2020October 23, 2020No Comments

Here I stand is an original monologue I wrote in 2014. I noticed a few months ago it wasn’t on this site, so here it is.

Here I stand: Monologue

Here I stand. I am standing on my own two feet, wishing that they were not attached, so that I could move around and see exactly where I am standing. Where am I standing? What am I doing and why am I staying?

Still at least I’m standing on my own two feet, right? And I have the world ahead of me. I am making it on my own. Yes, I am doing my own thing living this adult life. Still I have questions and I never know if I’m doing everything right.

Most days, actually, I know I’ve done at least one thing wrong. But I’m making it on my own. Living my own adult life, alone. Yes, I am standing on my own two feet, but you know what sometimes I wish I wasn’t. I wish that there was some sort of clear arrow pointing me one way or the other. But, I guess the adult life doesn’t entirely work that way. So, here I stand. I am standing on my own two feet.

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I do have a playlist of my acting videos on Youtube and a playlist for my writings. If you would like to read more monologues that I wrote there is a section on this site for that too.

Egg (A Poem)

by tiffanyPoetry October 27, 2020July 7, 2020No Comments

I'm boiled and bruised
Just like you.
No longer liquid inside
Life has cooked me,
There was no place to hide.
I was heated on all sides,
Break down my walls,
my outer self.
I'm ready to be consumed.
Let my life nurish your body.

Egg is a short poem that relates me to a hard-boiled egg. It is meant to be both fun and moving. I enjoyed writing it, so I hope you enjoy reading it.

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If you would like to read more of my poetry please take a look at my portfolio. You can also watch a few of my poetry readings.

Tara’s Flowers Painting: A Proud Commissioned Art Piece

by tiffanyVisual art October 23, 2020November 18, 2020No Comments

In May, one of my sisters commissioned me to a piece for her. Since it was close to her birthday and she was moving into her new place, I wanted to give it to her as a gift for those two events. I am thankful that I could ‘Tara’s Flowers’ painting to her.

Her favorite flower is the sunflower. She has a sunflower quilt and tattoos of sunflowers. Her request was that I do a dark gray background with sunflowers. She then gave me full rein on how to paint it.

I used what I knew of her new home for the background. She had dark hardwood floors, so I went for a slightly wooden feel for the background. I then had fun with the flowers themselves. It was a bit of a process to figure out how to make the flowers. I wanted them to look right, but I rarely paint flowers. As I worked on it, I realized I really enjoy painting flowers and creating depth.

The more I worked on the painting, the more I loved it and impressed myself with how it came out. The end product surprised me and love that most of the paint I used was metallic. The metallic caused issues when photographing the piece, but that’s the only drawback.

Because of this painting I will do more flower paintings and I could give my sister a wonderful gift.

Technical Breakdown:

Title: Tara’s Flowers

Medium: acrylic on canvas

Size: 11 inch by 14 inch

Date: June 10, 2020

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On YouTube I do have a playlist dedicated to my paintings. I also have a section on this site where I share my visual arts portfolio along with my painting portfolio.

Come Easy (A Poem)

by tiffanyPoetry October 13, 2020July 31, 2020No Comments

Come easy please
with no pain or alarm.
Be at peace when you come,
a hopeful meoldy
one filled with joy.
Come to me easy please
with no struggle or strife.
Calmly enter
and be with me.
It's all I want
all I desire.
Come easy please.

Come Easy is a poem about how I would like things to come easy to me. This can relate to both successes in my art business and love life.

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If you would like to read more of my poetry please take a look at my portfolio. You can also watch a few of my poetry readings.

Tal’s Tales #1: The Unusual Stranger In A Town Of Dust

by tiffanyShort Stories Portfolio, Tal's Tales October 6, 2020January 5, 2021No Comments

Focus: Scenery and location.

Dust and dry dirt covered the wide main road in this little town that was forgotten as the 2 suns met high in the sky. They caused the delicate vegetation to wither away and fragile creatures to seek shelter. In a few weeks, life would flourish. Soon this little town would be full of color and life from the now withered vegetation and fragile creatures. For now, it was only gray, beige, and unbearably hot. Until the suns passed each other, this town would remain lifeless.

Not even rain clouds would venture out of wherever they hid. The only storms that showed themselves were windstorms. These storms caused the dust and dirt to dance around the buildings with the passion and violence of an angry lover scorned.

A well-dressed stranger arrived in a bright blue metallic carriage powered by the latest travel technology, while the 2 suns still fought for the sky. He wore a rich violet suit with a lush emerald shirt. This unusual stranger was accompanied by an even more unique figure who was tinted silver. The silver one tried to cover as much as he could as he got out of the carriage. He carried a bag filled with medical and mechanical tools, while the well-dressed stranger carried nothing.

As they walked into the saloon, the doors swung closed. The wind welcomed them to town by dancing around the main road, causing the once clean and fancy vehicle to match its surroundings.

The stranger saw this through the dust crusted windows and tighten his jaw. His mouth nearly disappeared and his eyebrows furrowed. The dirt covering his carriage would not suit him at all.

He looked around at the saloon and it matched the rest of the town. It was gray, dirty, and lifeless, except for the barkeep that blended into the bar he was sitting at. “You’re either a week late or 3 weeks early.” He said not getting up from his stool.

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All of the stories in this series can be found in the Tal’s Tales section of this site. I also post snippets on my Instagram account and Facebook page.

Ocean Breeze (A Poem)

by tiffanyPoetry September 22, 2020June 4, 2020No Comments

Come to me
o ocean breeze.
Gently Dance your way
under and over the midnight sea.
Come take away 
all my stress
release my anxiety.
Come to me 
oh ocean breeze.

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If you would like to read more of my poetry please take a look at my portfolio. You can also watch a few of my poetry readings.

Tal’s Tales: A Fun New Project Starting

by tiffanyTal's Tales September 8, 2020September 5, 2020No Comments

If you watch my update videos, you will know my writing direction is shifting. I am moving away from articles and blogs. Instead, I will write more stories and poetry. As part of this change in direction, I have started a short story series called Tal’s Tales. The stories will be part of a larger story and use the same characters. However, each story will also be enjoyable as a standalone story. Each installment will focus on a different storytelling or writing aspect.

The major reason I’m writing this series is to improve my writing, so it is more engaging. A secondary benefit is that I hope to reach more of my target audience and show my fiction writing skills.

I’m starting with 30 story focuses. A few of the focus notes will be difficult to pull off, but being challenged is the best way to grow. I am excited to share this series with you and see where it goes.

Why am I telling you all this?

I am finishing up the article series Tiff’s Tips and have put my other series Love Nerd on the back-burner. I may post a few more articles here and there, but my writing focus will be on Tal’s Tales and my other project Royal Memories. Since this will be a shift for the site, creating a post about it seemed appropriate.

What are Tal’s Tales about?

Tal’s Tales is about a group of characters who travel the universe in a living spaceship. Each character is a different species. The overarching focus is how they interact with each other in different situations. It will feel like a wacky sitcom at points and will be a fun read.

Please, give any and all feedback. This is for me to grow as an author, so I welcome all feedback.

Church (A Poem)

by tiffanyPoetry August 25, 2020June 4, 2020No Comments

I've been in battle 
with the word all my life.
The hard distant pews 
were too hard of seats for me.
It meant too much 
then too little.
I saw the rules as chains
so it's funny
that when my soul breathed
church is where those chains were broken
and I was truly set free.

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If you would like to read more of my poetry please take a look at my portfolio. You can also watch a few of my poetry readings.

Let Me Be (A Poem)

by tiffanyPoetry August 18, 2020July 31, 2020No Comments

Let me be
in the warm summer air
hugged by loved ones
with their children near.
Let me be
in the lovign garden 
without a single care
with smiles on the faces of those I hold dear.
Let us be
together for now and always.

I wrote “Let Me Be” in July 2020 while I waited for my delayed summer vacation. I was missing my family and longing for our annual summer vacation, which is always a time to relax and be surrounded by love.

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If you would like to read more of my poetry please take a look at my portfolio. You can also watch a few of my poetry readings.

I’ll Wait: A Throwback Video

by tiffanyPoetry, recorded July 30, 2020June 13, 2020No Comments

I’ll wait is a poem I wrote in 2014 and a throwback video. It performed well on my site, so I did a poetry reading recording of it for YouTube. It then did pretty well on YouTube and is one of my throwback posts.

My throwback posts are my attempt to highlight some of my older work to display my growth, while making sure the work is properly promoted.

I will wait for inspiration to come
for thoughts like a word bubble 
to appear above my head.

I will wait 
until my mind is ready
and my brain turns on
like a computer boting up.

I will wait until my body tells me
it is time to write
and then when patience is no longer needed
and inspiration comes
I will write.

I will write 
watever my mind tells me to write.
My mind whispers to my fingers
and what is scribbled 
in the thought bubble above my head.
When I know what to write
I will ready my body
unleash my mind
and write
but until then
I will wait.

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If you would like to read more of my poetry please take a look at my portfolio. You can also watch a few of my poetry readings.