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Greetings From the Aged Pages!

The name is Ives Phillips, and I am here to write! And writing I do! My first and foremost step in my writing career is as a novelist, a poet, a playwright, and screenwriter. When I'm not working like a slave at the computer or over my notebooks, I'm consuming books (literary and graphic/comics; I… Continue reading Greetings From the Aged Pages!

Author's News and Ramblin'

So, I’ve moved to Minneapolis…

I've been here for nearly a month, actually! I've scored this quaint little efficiency studio to start my life over, right in the middle of such a trendy neighborhood where there is always something to do. I've wanted this for years, and each day that I wake up here, it still feels unbelievable that I've… Continue reading So, I’ve moved to Minneapolis…

WIPs

Would Kid Me Think I Was Pretty Cool?

Based on the video by Kennie JD. Probably not. Decades ago, when I was a wee thing of five years old, I envisioned a beautiful adult life for myself: driving a cool car to my university, adorning the coolest fashion pieces, then having the career that I love and going home to a beautiful and… Continue reading Would Kid Me Think I Was Pretty Cool?

My Open Pages

31 Days of Writing #13 – When I look up/when I look down…

I stepped into the shallow puddle and tucked my chin into my chest, because I was a fool who must test boundaries. Despite being dead set in the middle of muddy gravel, the pool of water is clear and crystalline, so light and blue that it looks like I’m staring into an upended sky. I… Continue reading 31 Days of Writing #13 – When I look up/when I look down…

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31 Days of Writing #12 – My Heart’s Beat Feels Like…

Desperation. Instead of a muscle, my heart is a wild animal all of its own, a beast that I can fit easily into my hand, and it’s thrashing against the wires. This is constriction, this is shattering, this is the physical manifestation of screaminginmyheadscreaminginmyheadscreaminginmyheadscreaminginmyhead! This is a false sense of safety as I’m always on… Continue reading 31 Days of Writing #12 – My Heart’s Beat Feels Like…

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31 Days of Writing #11 – Seasons

I sat the strawberries out on the paper towel to dry before preparing them, cut out the leaf and slice the fruit lengthwise. My love had asked for her favorite treat this evening, now that one of the key ingredients was in season. Strawberry torte. Truthfully, she could eat anything that has strawberries in it,… Continue reading 31 Days of Writing #11 – Seasons

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31 Days of Writing #7 – Breath

He went about his life in numbers. His therapist tried to teach him how to cope better, once upon a time, but he never quite understood why allowing patterns and math to lead him like a holy spirit posed a hindrance to his quality of life. The way he tapped his fingertips to his thumb… Continue reading 31 Days of Writing #7 – Breath

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31 Days of Writing #10 – Hear

My mom taught me this trick. All you had to do was take off your top -- even during the cold! -- so there’s as little barriers between you and the earth as possible when you lie face down on it and press your ear into the ground. When you’re settled, you slow your breathing,… Continue reading 31 Days of Writing #10 – Hear

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31 Days of Writing #6 – What I See/What I Don’t See

I will admit that I am selling them a lie. With tarot reading, one does not actually see into their clients’ futures through these vibrantly colored pieces of cardboard with their solemn and mystic gothic illustrations. Tarot readers offer merely suggestions; at most, we’re spinning tales, weaving universal experiences like the ones read in horoscopes… Continue reading 31 Days of Writing #6 – What I See/What I Don’t See

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31 Days of Writing #5 – Veracity

Taneisha laid the phone down on her lap, face down, and rubbed the heel of her hand into her eyes, because staring straight into a light-emitting screen (even one with the brightness set to its lowest level!) for almost two hours straight does truly awful things to the eyes. And therein lied the trouble of… Continue reading 31 Days of Writing #5 – Veracity