Josette OweninThe Writing CooperativeA Life Decaying…Violet has been hiding in her room all morning. After the present-opening session she was able to escape to the safety of her own space…Mar 25, 2017Mar 25, 2017
Josette OwenThis is not my reality;Wandering along a dimly lit quaint street. Claudia was giggling, hand over her huge childlike smile as she repeatedly laughed to herself.Feb 18, 2017Feb 18, 2017
Josette OwenTapping into the good stuff (subconscious) to write ….I’m an amateur at best, a pretender at worst. But something always felt right when I was creating, be it writing, drawing, painting. I felt…Feb 13, 2017Feb 13, 2017
Josette OwenWe are now refugees … ?Through a quivering soft despair filled whisper the woman Magda loved most in the whole world (her beautiful mother), managed to quietly…Feb 6, 2017Feb 6, 2017
Josette OwenHallelujahEyes closed. Body Taught. Relax shoulders. Head poised. Ready.Feb 4, 2017Feb 4, 2017