Category: Reading

Caught Off-Guard

Caught Off-Guard

With a final heave, Prioress Angelina Martinez stuffed the brittle evergreen branches behind the snow-covered trees hemming the Abbey property line. Just beyond her, a twig snapped. Straightening, she glanced into the trees and jumped. A tall, white woman in a black coat emerged from […]

The woman you promised

Ghosts. Ghosts everywhere. They hover on the autumn air, surrounding me, phantoms of my own imagination. That’s been happening a lot, actually. You’re not the woman you promised me you’d be. If I’m Autumn, then you are Spring: hope eternal, and allergies. Promises to come, […]

Eating with the Fairies

I’m struggling to understand how to reach you How do I make you care? “You can’t make people love you”— well, I don’t want love. Or maybe I do. Maybe I want more than you’re able to give. Certainly more than you’re giving to her, […]

Swans of Atlantis excerpt

To get you in the mood for some beachy summer reading, here’s an excerpt of Swans of Atlantis, due out this July: —

I’ve been saying

I’ve been saying “I don’t need more friends” for years. Funny how, now that I want them, they all seem to have drifted away. Copyright © 2017 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved.

How much?

How much do you want this? Enough to keep your day job? Enough to work every time you have a free minute? What are you willing to give up? Because you’ll have to say no, you know, and not just to the things you don’t […]

Give it patience

Give it patience Holy joy Prepare to be the author of your Love, A revelation, An opportunity. Be held And encounter love Weakness to victory, Testimony to healing. Walk with me.   Copyright © 2017 C.L. Mannarino All rights reserved.

Describing Frightened

It’s worrying your fingers while you wait for the dentist to come back and give you Novocaine for a wisdom tooth withdrawal. It’s being the last group to perform in a series of short plays, and realizing you can’t remember your first line the second […]

Describing Judgment, and #ROW80 Progress

It’s making fun of my mom and Sister 2 for watching the Bachelor a couple years ago, and then stopping every so often, mesmerized and yet self-loathing for allowing myself to become so captivated. It’s falling in line with the two of them, but in […]

Describing Shame, and #ROW80

It’s telling your best friend something private and secret about yourself, and then listening to her reprimand you for even having those thoughts at all. It’s the hot-cold flush you feel afterwards, like the room is too big and too small all at once. It’s […]