A Woman Made Cold Short Story

She had endured a life seated in unparalleled heartbreak. She was not born hard; she was a woman made cold by circumstance.

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She walked up to the door… her black leather heels digging deep into the softening oak beneath her. She didn’t knock. Her steps were authoritative without being obnoxiously loud.  She seemed emotionless but if you looked hard enough you would see that her compassion ran deep. She had endured a life seated in unparalleled heartbreak. She was not born hard; she was a woman made cold by circumstance.

Excerpt from “A Woman Made Cold” original short story

by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

This story is still unfinished. It comes to me in pieces that may or may not ever fit together, but I suppose that is the nature of inspiration.

Untitled Artwork by Vanessa Cate 

No Room for Pierre

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No Room for Pierre by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

I started with the cartoon of the  lonely, french babyman. When he was done, I noticed that his expression was very dreary and  disheartened, so I added the tub filled with others just like him enjoying a group bath. The backgrounds that I drew ended up distracting from the absurdity, so I moved on without completing the piece. I really would like to blow it up and hang it in my kitchen one day.

Interview with an Artist: Alison

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Interview with an Artist: Alison McPherson 

 the closer I am to finishing something, the more I ruin what it could potentially have been if I didn’t finish it.

ANGIE: Do you have any thoughts on why art is often left unfinished?

ALISON: When I draw, it’s like something is both intoxicating me and pulling me along with its momentum. I stop when that feeling stops.

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ANGIE: Do you feel like you usually finish your creative writing projects?

ALISON: The shorter ones, yes. The longer ones, never. And finish isn’t really that set in stone. It’s more  “presentable”. I might go back to it later.

ANGIE: Do you think there is something in you that resists completing the project on some level?  My friend Mitch and I were talking about how finishing a project sometimes feels like accepting a death.

… an anticlimactic death

ALISON: I feel that way with more complex pieces. It’s very much reminiscent of Lost in Translation. Sometimes the potential of a piece is more exciting than the execution and the closer I am to finishing something, the more I ruin what it could potentially have been if I didn’t finish it.

artwork by Alison McPherson

Alison’s Blog:  http://boastingsquidsandolivehomages.wordpress.com/

Unfinished Lyrics for Captain Crow

His ruined ears can hear no truth

His soiled hands can share no warmth

I know his eyes seem soft at times

but they’ll steal what’s good in you

you’re just his fool

you’re just his fool

dance a jig to make him laugh

you’re just his fool

his loyal fool

Good Old Captain Crow

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Your pity gets the best of you

that crooked fool you see is you

i know he’s lonesome, lost, and blind

but you can’t bring him back to life

“Captain Crow” from unfinished musical titled A Woman Made Cold 

& Partial Portrait of a Man by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse

More of Angie’s poetry here:

https://theshowtellproject.wordpress.com/category/angie/poetry-angie/