Author: Teresa Berkowitz
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Instagram writing community
I’m not a big Instagram user (yet) but I have been hearing about the writing community on Instagram so I decided to give it a try. Part of the reason is that I am committed to increasing the visibility of writers on Tangled Locks Journal and part is because I have a deep love for…
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Building Community!
I love the wordpress community! Such great writing and encouraging words. I’ve also been working in building community in other platforms. There’s a growing community of writers on Twitter. Common hashtags include #Writing, #WritingCommunity #WritersLift #AmWriting. If you are on twitter, I would love to connect! My twitter handle is @teresaberkowitz Because I am also…
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One story a day for 30 days…
I just signed up for this #shortstory challenge. One story a day for 30 days in June. Working those discipline muscles. 🙂 https://www.theliteralchallenge.com/liketheprose
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Caregiver
Unhurried, without shaming. Care so gentle that she forgot her place in time. Through clouded eyes and deafened ears, she recognized her mother, long deceased. With cool fingertips, her only unwrinkled skin, reached out to touch. The resemblance uncanny. Weekend writing prompt: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2021/04/17/weekend-writing-prompt-205-uncanny/
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Open for Submissions
Tangled Locks Journal is seeking submissions for our June publication. We are looking for short stories, poetry, memoir essays and creative nonfiction. For more information, check out our submission page. Submit – Tangled Locks Journal
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Launching new literary Journal
Okay friends. Here we go. I am launching Tangled Locks Journal. We will be accepting submissions starting April 21st and will publish our first issue on June 21st. https://tangledlocksjournal.com
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A slowly sipped coffee
I have a routine. I rise before the sun. I sit and sip my coffee slowly until it’s lukewarm while I tell time by listening to the traffic change on our street. A quiet time in a family of night owls. Gracie the cat stares at me until I set her breakfast down and then…
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The Rising Tides
The tides here swell and spill into the roads, more often now. Houses cling to shore. Most pretend that this is normal because to say goodbye is too hard. But I say goodbye every day as I walk and drive past the waters that I love. I study the topographic maps. “This Portland neighborhood will…
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New anthology by Maine Writers
I am honored to have a new flash fiction piece included in an imperative press anthology to document the pandemic and raise money for the United way of Eastern Maine’s Covid-19 relief fund. My work was inspired by the incidental meetings of neighbors as we tried to break the isolation of social distancing. I hope…