Amy Robinson offered sessions on May 8 & 22.

Amy Robinson is co-owner and Sr. Editor/Poetry Editor at Apparition Literary Magazine, and former column editor at Fierce & Nerdy. She is a certified Amherst Writers and Artists writing workshop facilitator and has led workshops for Writing Pad L.A. & Write In Ventura & App Lit patrons. Her poetry & spec. fiction has been in Strange Horizons, Pearl Magazine, & Flash Fiction Press. She lives in a small house beside the ocean with her husband, and procrastinates on Twitter @Amyqotwf.

From Amy

I have been leading off-brand workshops for the past decade, but I was still a little nervous as this was my first set of workshops since going through the facilitator training in February of this year. It’s always a little scary to walk into a room with internet strangers to poke at your creativity! 

True to all my AWA experiences, the attendees were generous, open and some sublime writing grew out of the prompts. I left both sessions I facilitated (and the other handful I attended) feeling buoyant and connected and joyful. As a bonus, I had some new poems and words in my notebook. I also learned a few things (i.e. include screenshots of where to find the mute/unmute buttons and the chat icon in the pre-workshop instructions). Will definitely participate as both facilitator and attendee next year!

Jump to Christie Turano’s piece.

Jump to Brenda Jacobsen’s piece.

Jump to Elizabeth Wolf’s piece.

Jump to Lori Greenstone’s piece.

Writers gathered virtually for Just Write with Amy Robinson on May 22.

You Are No Longer Required To Believe… by Christie Turano

….that this moment is the only one left and you have to get it ALL done.

….that there is only one hour once a week for art.

….that there is only one thing to write about-“What did you do this summer?”

….that there is only one star to wish upon.

….that you always need someone to carry you in order to go places

Untitled by Brenda Jacobsen

You are no longer required to believe the voices of your parents, especially after they are gone.

You are no longer required to believe the critic who says you are not enough. You are no

longer required to believe you must be fill everyone’s needs

You are no longer required to believe you are all-knowing in front of your children.

You are no longer required to believe that your sense of worth comes from what you do.

You are no longer required to believe.

Now is the Time of Trees by Elizabeth S. Wolf

After it died branches of the small devout tree

resembled clasped hands, reaching skywards,

towards what I did not know. I was

too intimidated to cut it down

mid- prayer, so it stayed, gently decaying,

until the snow fell heavy and wet

dropping the trunk. Come thaw

I had it chopped and dried for firewood.

I tried to replace the pious tree

with one from my childhood memory,

a dogwood that threw out wild pink blossoms

outside my bedroom dormer every spring.

But either I bought the wrong sapling

or the older tree was not yet satisfied.

The newbie neither dies nor thrives.

It puts out stingy green leaves every year,

sparse, and some stay nearly white, as if

it knows there should be flowers and yet something stunts it still.

Untitled by Lori Greenstone

It should be mentioned

that footsteps in the hallway

don’t mean someone is stalking you,

or even waiting,

breath held,

poised to jump

and scare.

And it might be best

to mention

that those same footsteps

you heard

night before last

were not your husband’s

or your stepfather’s–god rest his soul.

He no longer wears

those heavy heeled leather boots

laced halfway up

his foreshortened shins.

No, those are not the footsteps

you think you heard.

And yet, they could be.

Listen again–

hear the cadence.

Yes, they could be his–


bare foot,


Run see.

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