About emilyscarlet


A ginger-haired, "nobody special" kind of girl. Long in the tooth with many tales to be told. I enjoy writing from the heart, as I am open, honest, and believe what I write reflects some of who I am.

Emily Scarlet
Relationship Status:
In a Relationship
Local Time:
18 Jun 2021 20:37
Art, Music, Literature, 19th Century America, The Beatles, Workouts, Good wine and better bourbon...and feeding others cake.
Favorite Books:
In His Own Write, The Great Gatsby, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, many...
Favorite Authors:
Fitzgerald, Shakespeare, Lennon, lots, TS Elliot....
Favorite Movies:
Casablanca, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, A Hard Day's Night, A Clockwork Orange, lots more
Favourite TV Shows:
The Boys, Madmen, lots of stuff on Netflix
Favorite Music:
Eclectic...Classical, Jazz, 60s Pop (esp. Beatles), Bluegrass, Folk...pretty much anything (except hard rap). I live to move!!


Date Joined:
12 Oct 2020
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Change of Heart

Change of heart the next morning No shock just surprise Feeling that dull pain The sun's slow rise   Words that were uttered Dampened red eyes Always remembered Quietly sighs   A shrug of the shoulders Smiling once more Feelings real A bit hollow sure   Happiness surrounds me Smiles softly not a care Warm love still engulfing Yet a chill in the air   Things secretly...

Added 19 Oct 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 160 | 3 Comments

Ready to Go

I loved using her. I did her fast and rode her hard. The music was on and I had her going...geared up.  She was purring for me. The light went green and I drove away....

Added 17 Oct 2020 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 115 | 4 Comments

Jayne at the Sea

The dull "pop" rings muffled in my ears as Thor's hammer sends my body flying through the air, landing in the dirt near my vehicle. I try to sit up, ears ringing, as Jonesy bends to shake me. "Ma'am! Ma'am", he says. I see his parched lips move but don't hear the words over the humming in my head. I realize someone has just turned my body inside out as I lean forward, half-slumped over,...

Added 16 Oct 2020 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 171 | 4 Comments

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