Hope Martin
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Find my fantasy book "Memoirs of the In-Between" on Amazon in paperback, eBook, and hardback, in the Apple Store, or on the Campfire Reading app.
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I am a mother, a homesteader, and an abuse survivor.
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Dear Phoenix Series - Letter #1
Dear Abuser, You took a lot from me. You took my freedom, my sanity, and more importantly, you took away who I was. Even to this day, you still taunt me in my thoughts. However, I have accomplished more than I could ever imagine. Linkin Park came out with a new song called the The Emptiness Machine. It just came out recently, and honestly it applies to the situation you put me through.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Psyche
Introducing Dear Phoenix, Dear World, and Dear Me Series
Dear Readers, I am writing you today to cordially invite you all to participate and share far and wide my Dear Phoenix, Dear World, and Dear Me series. This trio of article series will consist of true letters, written from folks like you or folks like me. They are letters, written from the hearts of people around the world, and myself, and posted here on Vocal.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Writers
Educational Institutes Leave American Citizens UnEducated
I watched a video today that made me have the ugliest epiphany. I remember my history teacher in middle school getting irate with me. Because I corrected him. I remember an argument where several people of color called me a 'fucking white lying racist bitch,' and verbally assaulted me because I corrected them too. Because they were wrong. I knew they were wrong. But I didn't understand that I was the only one in a sea of people where only a handful of us knew the truth.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in The Swamp
Memoirs Of The In-Between - Chapter 2 . Content Warning.
When you’re alive, you have no idea what happens to you when you die. It was one of my many thoughts and regrets. I always wondered what happened to a person when they died. I sent so many people to their afterlives, that it seemed like a fair question. I had no idea what I believed, and to be frank I was scared to think too deeply about it. Only when my worst guilt, fresh after a job well done, did I dare to venture into that dark corner of my mind. I eventually convinced myself that nothing happened. There was no heaven, there were no gods, there was nothing but a deep dark sleep that you never wake up from.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Chapters
Did You Know The Porn Industry Is The Reason All Women Are Stupid?
It All Started With An Article On Medium: For those of you who don't have access to the paid article, its essentially an article written by a woman who, out of curiosity and frustration over how she was being received online, made a fake male persona on Reddit.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in The Swamp
Battling My Work Lapses As An Author
It stresses me out when I don't post on Vocal for more than a few days. To me, Medium and Vocal feel like a job, and not posting feels like I am calling out without a doctor's note. I know that's probably not what it's supposed to feel like, but thanks to my wanting to make something of myself, it does. But I am not the sanest of people, and my life is complex so posting doesn't always take priority - even if I am stressing myself out in the back of my mind over it.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Writers
Hidden Chapter: Spirit Sister With The Seafoam Scales
I vividly remember the day I met Yuki’s Spirit Sister. As I approached her quarters in the palace ground, I saw a deep dark blue dragon fly off into the sky from the large field beyond her mansion. I waited at the gate while one of her guards notified her of my arrival and my eyes followed him as his long serpentine body lazily drifted into the air.
By Hope MartinExclusive • 2 years ago
I'm So Tired Of Activists and Causes
America Is Trying To Turn Into A Butterfly When I think of American social progress I envision the progress of metamorphosis. America has been trying to morph into something else... since its creation. And I think of the butterfly specifically when thinking about America because every social progressive step we've ever taken has involved tearing our country apart at the seams so we can remake ourselves.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Humans
Memoirs Of The In-Between Chapter 1
The sorrowful part of my tale started on my ninth birthday. In my family, upon reaching that age, it was time to prove our worth by making our first kill. I had spent those years already training, making my young body strong, my will unyielding, and fine-tuning my reflexes so I was more agile than a cat. My mark was not a victim of Suiko, but one of our own. We were also paid mercenaries, so it was not just the Empress who hired us on. We also had a few rivals of our own. I was given a relatively easy task for my first job. It was the eldest son of a rival clan, older than I was by several years. It was simple, and I completed the job in under an hour – something my family had been most impressed with. It went exactly as planned: Infiltrate the grounds, hide in the tree, and shoot the lethal blow dart. My aim was flawless. I remember that it was a night with no moon, and even the stars refused to shine.
By Hope MartinExclusive • 2 years ago
