by SA Healey | Jan 10, 2017 | For Writers
We’ve all got history. Some we honor with nostalgic fondness. Some we barely remember. Some we only fess up to after liberal helpings of liquid encouragement plunge us into bouts of facepalm retrospect, leaving us with that one gnawing question… What the...
by SA Healey | Jul 28, 2016 | Poetry
Write me In bold-stroked Sharpie fashion Cradle me Like you do your leather-bound literature Feed me Your compliments judiciously Bring me Faith in longevity Give me As good as you get Play me From lullaby to lyrical bite Make me A song that will save your life Render...
by SA Healey | Jun 23, 2016 | Poetry
I recall The pain Fluid In its persistence Stalking My mobility Diluting My vitality A humid shadow Of looming Consuming Endurance Oozing under footfalls Permeating soles Slogging north ‘Til all I could taste Was grit And disillusion I recall The tears Kept...
by SA Healey | Mar 26, 2016 | Book Reviews
I am humbled and grateful to receive this incredibly touching review today by A Life Lover’s Diary. Excerpt: Hi guys ! Here I am with another review. A book I can’t recommend enough , Empty Me Out, written by the amazing Sue Healey ! The story takes place...
by SA Healey | Dec 15, 2015 | On Books and Reading
Hi everyone! Well, after pulling out my hair, crying in my coffee, and whining to just about anyone within earshot over what I feared would become an inescapable foray into that sticky vortex otherwise known as The E-book Formatting Disaster Zone, I am soooo happy to...
by SA Healey | Dec 2, 2015 | On Books and Reading
I am thrilled to announce that my first New Adult Romance novel, Empty Me Out (The Liquid Series, #1), will soon be available at Amazon and other online book retailers. This story has been a real labor of love, garnering a loyal, growing, enthusiastic following since...
by SA Healey | Nov 9, 2015 | Short Stories
The last time we spoke—or rather, when I jabbed at my keyboard with my heart in my throat, as he went from annoyed to ambivalent to appeasing in the blink of a cursor—that’s when I knew it was nothing. It, meaning us. It, meaning me. I wept about it, still, when I was...
by SA Healey | Sep 13, 2015 | Poetry
To dig deep. To win and to lose. To search for outlets. To bleed raw. To dance with my demons. To face the trauma. To explore what it means to experience life. To agonize. To intellectualize. To explode into the fragments I hide. To salt my wounds. To taste the tears....
by SA Healey | Jun 25, 2015 | Poetry
Dream Until it leans Sharper and insistent Until it shimmers Between the shreds of doubt Until it thaws And comes back to life Until it rips Through your diaphragm Until it tumbles In and out of promise Until it slams One door and pries...
by SA Healey | Jun 10, 2015 | Poetry
She runs To and from Islands of composure Gliding through sun and shadow Fate pursuing dominance Against tenacious tides Where everything swims Unruly and collected Polite public masks Bobbing between cartoonish faces Distortion holding her close to fear Where...