She Writes

When visions become words, transformed into written form,
This is the moment that a writer is born.



Writer Quotes & Images

A collection of some of my favorite Writer’s Quotes and Images  – Just to keep some inspiration right at your fingertips, and the Peacock Diaries filled with as much substance as possible!

Maya Angelou Quotes – (My all time favorite poet and writer in general, so she gets the top spot with several credits) –

– There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

 – Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls          to arrive at its destination full of hope.

– When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.

 – My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with             some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.

In a repressive society, a writer can be deeply influential, but in a society that’s filled with glut and repetition and endless consumption, the act of terror may be the only meaningful act. – Don DeLillo

This is my life…My story….my book. I will no longer let anyone else write it; nor will I apologize for the edits I make. – Steve Maraboli

Writing is a form of personal freedom. It frees us from the mass identity we see in the making all around us. In the end, writers will write not to be outlaw heroes of some underculture but mainly to save themselves, to survive as individuals. – Don DeLillo

Rise of The Phoenix

From ashes she rises, scorched by the heat of the sun. Blinded by the dawn of regrets that have risen – She has been here, in this place and moment far too many times.

Sun at her back, the wind under her wings. Guiding her new path.  Strongrg and ready, she has seen this day, many times before.

With every beginning, one must have seen an end. With every demise, one is given a chance to begin again.

It’s circle, it’s Life –

It’s the Rise of the Phoenix -She’s scorched with reminders of truth, drenched in old wounds, that she still feels deeply within.

Orange-kissed skies, with a touch of blood red. Sun still at her back, lighting the way. Eyes forever burning, from the dawn of regrets risen. Yet, she still rises again, and again!


Air and life beneath her powerful span, onward she’s still soaring. Expecting demise, flying blindly and yet, she just keeps beginning again and again  –

Feathers still drenched  with suffocating ash and soot. She rises again, only now she questions-

“If there’s no end, does a new beginning even seem fit?”

Her wings stretch, beyond the heavens. The universe being tickled by their tips as she soars.

Power and eternity beneath her chest.  Yet, defeat from the ashes and soot still crumble off of her.

Signs of where the sun once kissed her. Powerful yet, fragile. Her head is now arched, focused and steadfast still.

She continues thrusting her wings, further into the heavens; knowing her time is near.

A flight that she has endured, countless times before.

“To rise we must fall, and to fall we must be among the flesh.”

A realm that is only seen from the skies above. Yet corrupt enough still, as she can smell the early morning  lies, from outside of Heaven’s edge.

Soon she will be approaching the sun – Terrified but ready, to show her power in faith yet again.

She thrusts now even harder, steadfast still. As if rushing to meet her destiny, in order to fulfill – the thirsts of the insatiable flesh.

Getting closer, she no longer comprehends a thing but anticipation, of what’s to come next.

A final journey to a new beginning, that just continues over and over again.

The Rise of Glorious Phoenix –

An example that eternity is obtainable, unexplainable and still  makes no sense – simply put, it’s very complex

She maintains her full faith, undoubtedly believing that she and her engulfed wings, will soon be cooled as she experiences the Courts and Streets of His kingdom.

The Rise of the Faith Filled Phoenix –

Displaying  mercy and dedication. Even the magical and mystical can fall to the unsatisfied flesh.

Yet, somehow still be risen –     again, and again, and again!

–  Hollie Day  – Creations by|HD   ©