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Random First Lines:The first time I went out to temple exploration academically and I was forced to do it very very text book. I just could not keep a straight face... » Read
â€œBack then, there was only one thing that mattered to me, just one word: Survival; and I was beyond unprepared when one word tore it all down, including the foundation from beneath my feet, and that one word was: Her.â€
By M K Brown
Some more of my useless advice :D
By Miss Mystery 3000
A contest for those wanting to try~
Miscellaneous | Updated Aug 1, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short piece based on the humor that comes out when you've been in a relationship for "too" long.
Aspiring Writers often don't get the opportunity to talk about their work. I have taken the opportunity to ask writers I know about their work, what inspires them etc, and hopefully remind them why they write.
They won't be going into detail about any major pieces they're writing at the...
By Angie Blake
In Katie's world of being a writer it was all just make believe. Or was it?
By Tony Hart
I wrote this for a writing contest by Daisy Ink.
This is a story about a girl who gets nervous and shy around a boy that she just met. She appears the typical, shy girl but nothing is as it seems...
By Daisy Ink
Short Story Writing Contest Information
One box of letters containing a story that changed one girls life. One tragedy leads to another in Dear Taylor
Horror writers! Here's something to put your writing skills to the test! Details are below!
Miscellaneous | Updated Jul 22, 2013 | Reads: 44 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 7
About a person who is cursed to live endless lives which end violently and painfully.
By Liam Strong
Whoever reads this, please give me your opinion on what the poem is symbolizing and possibly come up with a title...the idea came to me of a sudden and this is one of my most complex poems, I think. I know what I'm trying to portray, but others will probably have a time with this...I feel like...
another poem from the book of Soft Words.
I write what I write, I say what I say. I breathe through my poetry.
By Liva Nagle
Too much thinking brings an insecure character