BLOG HOP: Seven Facts About Me (Lily Luchesi)

(NOTE: This is an ORIGINAL BLOG HOP, not a BLOG TOUR. This is an entirely ORIGINAL post, not shared/third party material.)

“This blog hop is designed to show our readers a more personal side. We list seven interesting facts to help cast light onto that tough writer’s persona we all like to project.”

Rules: You post 7 (seven) facts about yourself and then links to 15 (fifteen) blogs (or as many as you can!) that you rate and recommend.
See  Laurie Starkey’s blog for more info.
If your blog is tagged/recommended you don’t have to participate but it would be great if you do. The  more the merrier!
Thanks to Helen Treharne for inviting me to join!

SEVEN FACTS ABOUT ME:

1. I finished my first novel at the age of fourteen and still have plans on getting the revised version published one day. It’s about a nineteen year old girl who’s next door neighbor turns out to be a vampire under a malevolent spell to kill her and rule the world. Yes, I love vampires!

2. I love to write to music. Usually I try to go for silence when working, but one day I put on a fast-paced CD called Smash The Control Machine by Otep and, before I knew it, I was writing sometimes as fast as she was singing/screaming/rapping. I put away a record of ten thousand words that night. I’ve never hit that high again!
I also get inspired by music in general. Sometimes its lyrics, but a lot of the time it’s the emotion in the singer’s voice that hits me. I wrote a make-up scene in an as-yet-unpublished romance novel based solely on the fact that the tone of a singer’s voice made me regretful and want to cry.

3. I love two things that surprise people: crime dramas and sports. Danny, the main character in my upcoming novel Stake-Out, was inspired by Elliot Stabler on Law and Order: SVU and Oscar Vega on Motive. My mom and I will sit down together abd watch NCIS marathons all the time.
I play almost every sport. I love to watch hockey and baseball (go Blackhawks and Cubs!) and there was a time when I toyed with becoming a professional soccer player. I also love to watch the WWE (I do consider pro wrestling a sport, though I know some don’t). An aside: my favorite wrestler is Dean Ambrose.

4. My favorite author is Stephen King. Sixty-eight books and counting and his talent hasn’t waned, in my opinion. He’s managed to give me goosebumps, nightmares, and made me care about people that aren’t even real. I aspire not just to frighten like him, but to create characters who are as real to the readers as his are.

5. When writing, I’ve been known to ignore everyone around me. I specifically remember a moment a few months ago when I was deep in the zone and, apparently, held an entire conversation with my mother without even remembering what was said!
There are times I’ll ignore all social media for weeks and have people asking me if I’m okay haha.
For me, writing is everything. It’s what I can do. It’s my only skill (along with reading, editing and watching TV, that is) and if I couldn’t write there’s a chance I’ll lose my mind.

6. A more personal thing about me that actually does have a little to do with my writing: I’m a chronic sufferer of depression, two types of anxiety, insomnia and PTSD. I was officially diagnosed at seventeen after being inside of a burnng room (my room; the house was on fire). I’ve wanted to die so many times, but I’m here. I’m here because I refuse to give up. If I do anything in my career, I hope I inspire others to keep pushing through whatever issues they have.
We are never given anything we can’t handle.

7. I’m an anime and paranormal lover! I watch Studio Ghibli films all the time, use a Dragon Ball Z purse, and have a tattoo for the TV show Supernatural (which was also made into an anime).
I’ve been obsessed with anime and ghosts my entire life (and have had quite a few paranormal experiences). My first novel (out May 19th, 2015 from Vamptasy Publishing) is paranormal crime, and I believe most of my work well center around the unusual. It’s just who I am.

GREAT BLOGS (also include the two I posted above):

Kelly Smith Reviews

A Life Among The Pages (Robert Zimmerman)

Books Make Me Happy (Jennifer Morris)

Desires In The Dark (Sheila Hall)

Vanessa Finaughty

Stephen Kozeniewski

Lisa Kessler

The Bogfather

BLOG HOP: Seven Facts About Me (Lily Luchesi)

Burden (a poem)

Take that little piece

It’s okay

Take it

Take it far away from me

Keep it

Burn it

Throw it away

I don’t care

Just take it with you

I don’t want it anymore

It’s such a burden

Such a heavy thing to carry around

You know?

Like an albatross around my neck

A ball and chain

That thing I never noticed

Suddenly became everything to me

Such a noticeable thing I can’t go a day without thinking of

There is always a reminder

Here, there

Every-fucking-where

I can’t get away

So take it

Let your pets eat it

Stomp it under your Converse shoes

Damnit, I don’t care

Just don’t let me keep it

Make me one promise once you have it

Whatever you do with it

Don’t take it for granted

It’s such a burden to have

A heart in love

Burden (a poem)

A Century (a poem)

I thought I was mistaken

Never thought I’d see you again

I watched you die

Slowly, your mortal body

Wilted before my undying eyes

I walked away

Didn’t have the courage to change you

Didn’t have a heart to watch your smile

The light in your eyes

Fade away

When you left you took

A little piece of me

Away with you to Heaven

You promised me you’d see me again

Baby, I just wonder when?

Because immortality is no fun

If I can’t spend it with you

And now you’re here

Back again

But you’re not the same

You don’t know me anymore

A familiar face, the same place

But a different heart inside

A century went by

I barely noticed

Missing you

And now I miss you more

You’re here but you’re not the man I knew

Your heart is hardened

And I don’t know what to do

Can I make your mortal heart open up?

Can you make my immortal soul love again?

A Century (a poem)

Masks (a poem)

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I remember a time when
I hid behind a mask
Just so you would
Notice me
A new shade of hair
Lipgloss
A new name

I know now what a fool I was
You didn’t notice me
You didn’t care
You left without a goodbye
You left without a care

Now you say you miss it here
Now it’s too late
You can’t have what you threw away
Be it a city
A career
A person

I am a person
I am who I am
And I know now that
I will never hide behind a mask again

Masks (a poem)

Heartfelt Heroism (a poem)

They say

The true meaning of

A hero is…

To die so that others can live

Love is…

To care for another’s happiness

More than your own

Life cannot be only

This self-sacrificing charade

We live for others

More than ourselves

Their pains hurt us

Their woes devastate us

But it is not our choice

We were born like this

To hold other’s closer than we hold ourselves

To feel what they feel

To try and ease their suffering

Before our own

While we might not understand it

We cannot turn it off

We must embrace it

And hope that we can help

And be all that we can be

All that we were created to be

Heartfelt Heroism (a poem)

Shine Through (a poem)

If any of you have veen helped by music,  you’ll undersrand where I was when I was writing this poem!

Through the noise
And the pain
It’s part of what kept my fighting through the rain
The screams ring still
In my ears
The end is ever drawing near
But if there’s one beacon
One thin string of light
On this Earthly plane
It’s your voice
Always able to cut through the madness
Reach me when no one else could
Like your warm hand on mine
Like a hug when I’m crying
Shaking
Barely holding it together
Your art keeps me going
It keeps me strong
I’m so glad you found me
That fateful night
You’re a million miles away
But when I hear your voice
Is like you’re right there
By my side
Thank you for continuing to shine through

Shine Through (a poem)

The Wrong Words (a poem)

Words left unsaid
Unspoken
Left hanging in the air
Like an unpleasant odor
Or a fine mist
So painfully obvious
Yet not acknowledged
Now you’re far away
In a new life
I wonder if I had
Said those obvious words
If you’d still be here
With me
Today

Words spoken in anger
Frustration
Not meant
Not really
But I said them anyway
You didn’t hear
But that doesn’t mean anything
I still said them out loud
Now you’re gone
You’ll never return
I miss you so much
I want to tell you
How sorry I am
For something
That you didn’t even know I said

Why do I say
Angry things that I don’t mean?
And that I can’t ever take back,
When the sweet things get
Left inside my head
Never to be said?

The Wrong Words (a poem)

POETRY SPOTLIGHT

http://instagram.com/p/lYAbG9hbzl/

Thank you to those at @poetryloving on Instagram for spotlighting my impromptu poem for the prompt “guitar”. I wrote it in a matter of two minutes and bared it on someone very special to me and I’m glad it received such attention!
I’m so appreciative of the support I receive for my friends, family & fellow writers. ♥

POETRY SPOTLIGHT