Virtually Marisa — Children's Author

Books and Stories

Childhood’s Last Summer Purchase for Kindle Marisa Grace Porter is the author of Childhood’s Last Summer, a short story. Childhood’s Last Summer is available on Amazon. And it’s only 99 cents! Less than the price of a mediocre cup of coffee. “Isla and Lucas meet at a school sport when they are nine, and over art, […]

Life, Motherhood, Poetry

The World Is Reborn

June 9, 2017June 9, 2017 Marisa Porter

Children are a second chance for this world. They are not a chance for us to live life again. Our dreams. Our wants. Our passions. Those are our own, and their wants, dreams, and passions are their own. Though a part of us is carried inside of them and will be passed on, keeping us [...]

Life, Work

How Reviving My Childhood Dream of Writing Made Me A Better Business Owner

HOW REVIVING MY CHILDHOOD DREAM MADE ME A BETTER BUSINESS OWNER

May 23, 2017May 24, 2017 Marisa Porter

This post first appeared on wapix.co. I was too young. Nobody cares about your ideas or words when you’re ten. Or seventeen. A person I trusted told me to wait until I was at least thirty to expect people to. I believed them. I wrote, but hid my words. Writing would be a distraction. I [...]

Book, Motherhood, Poetry

Childhood’s Last Summer—My First Short Story—Has Launched

May 5, 2017May 17, 2017 Marisa Porter

My first short story launched on Amazon on Thursday. I was incredibly touched by the messages and reviews from friends, acquaintances, and strangers. It feels good when someone you barely know buys your story. You know they're not buying it because you're family. Here are some of the reviews and tweets. If you want [...]

Poetry

Some Wounds Will Only be Healed In Heaven

April 30, 2017April 30, 2017 Marisa Porter

Some wounds will only be healed in heaven. Sometimes we think that's not ok. That we have to have it all figured out. Especially people of faith like to say, "If you're (fill in the blank) you should be healed in an instant. Nothing about you should be broken." I believe the best of us [...]

Book Reviews

If Fallen Stars Are Real, So Are Promised Dragonfly Heroines—My Review of Halayda by Sarah Delena White

April 13, 2017April 13, 2017 Marisa Porter

It's human for us to want to deal with darkness, and senseless suffering, and pain. All too often, though, these themes leave us into a dark labyrinth of despair. What I love so much about Halayda is how it deals with darkness, bloodshed, and loss with a sense of eternal hope. This is a rare [...]

Life, Poetry

You, Me, and the Pain We Can’t Heal

April 6, 2017April 6, 2017 Marisa Porter

You run for me to chase you but slow down and look over your shoulder if I don't catch you soon enough to smother you with kisses and hugs. You repeat the things I say with a garbled, squeaky toddler voice. You sit as close as possible when I read to you. You pat my [...]

Life, Motherhood

Five Stupid Things I Do

April 5, 2017April 6, 2017 Marisa Porter

Letting myself get dehydrated. It's too much trouble to get water, and I'm working, so I'll just shrivel up and get that weird, dizzy feeling I like so much. Wasting time on social media. Building a marketing plan is one thing. Clicking on dumb links and getting into arguments or insulting people will not improve [...]

Uncategorized

With a Bit of Blood And a Limp In Our Step

April 4, 2017 Marisa Porter

You want to grow up fast And be like Mommy And go on adventures with Daddy And be a grown-up. But don't hurry little girl. Don't you rush. Time's a thief and soon we'll be On the very edge of eternity. Babies come and then they grow Into men and women. They will take the [...]

Life, Poetry

The Story Isn’t Finished Yet

April 3, 2017April 3, 2017 Marisa Porter

I’ve been listening to audiobooks a lot on my phone while I work. One thing I’m listening to is the Bible. There seems to be so much disconnect between stories. Between books, generations, thoughts. How is a lay person supposed to understand the gap between Malachi and Matthew? Or that Job happened some time back [...]

Life, Poetry

To Cut Loose a Thousand Half-Committed Endeavours

March 31, 2017March 31, 2017 Marisa Porter

I hope to do less Not more. To pour into each thought and moment My whole self. So that the day is full of fully completed experiences. Not hurried, tense moments. I hope to let go. To cut loose A thousand half-committed endeavours. To free them to find another life. To leave behind them— Calm. [...]