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Hello dear Members, I started a new site called 10 Quick Questions with Dave where I will be showcasing ALL the interviews that I have done and will be doing. Please join up it is free, here is the link www.10quickquestions.ning.com
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On 10 Quick Questions with Dave - I landed some great interviews this week:
Shaun Farrel from Adventures in SciFi Publishing!
Ron McClung from ConCarolinas!
And the New England Horror Writers!
News from the Web!!
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Review of "Something New" by CarpeNoctem1
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| Palm's Inn |
| Setup: What it's about? (It's just confusing otherwise)
In a desperate attempt to save a boy from drowning, Jake Taylor dives in to save him. Yet the two of them mysteriously disappear with out a trace. His fiance and family search the entire complex finding no sign of either of the lost boys.2 weeks later, Jake returns to Palms Inn . His father finds him crawling out of the pool half dead and half human. He finds himself changed into a mermaid. Though to all the guest to Palm's Inn is odd r... |
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| Finding Elodie |
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Finding Elodie
“Please can you just tell me what is going on?,” Raven screamed running after her sister. “Elodie?!”
Yet there was no response.
“Elodie stop damnit!,” she hens aid grabbing her sister’s arm.
It was at that moment, she stopped to look at Raven.
“I’m sorry,” Raven apologized quickly. “But what are you doing?&rd... |
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| Another Full Circle |
| ANOTHER FULL CIRCLE
He carried a tiny transistor radio, clutched to his chest as if he were afraid of someone taking it away. The radio was an old but well-made Magnavox, with the carrying handle and the antenna long since broken off. The speaker warbled and gasped, rendered almost useless by time and the elements, just as old Rudyard Kepler himself, though originally well made, was worn down, by a cruel and unjust world, along with time and those same harsh, impartial elements.
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| Buddy's Tale |
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This story is in memory of my friend Mon-sewer, the finest Australian Sheepdog - German Shepherd mixed doggie ever to catch a Frisbee, once after bouncing it off his nose!
I was driving through a sleepy town when I chanced upon a scene that fairly leaped out of a Jack London story. On the front porch of a stately Queen Anne home, a massive silver-and-black- haired German shepherd lay peacefully, regarding me with minimum interest, as I regarded him with great respect. For he command... |
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| Project Zero |
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Chapter One
Transylvania, Romania October 1st, 2276, Midnight
These “Trash” Vampires, also known as Takas1 are a real mystery, some say they were Vampire victims that didn’t turn right, others say that they’re Demons masquerading as Vampires, others think they’re the survivors of a horrid disease, others think that they’re genetic experiments that went awry, whatever they are there is only one way to describe them, they’re monsters, vicious... |
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| Salem part 1 |
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Salem
It all began two years ago on a quiet Sunday morning and the people of Salem were beginning their daily routine of worshipping the Lord. The town always gathered at the local church just east of the sheriffs office. The church its self was a wondrous sight to behold with it’s bright white coat of paint and the sparkling stained glass windows, the cross that was placed in the middle of the outside had the beautiful color of gold emblazoned upon it. The inside... |
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| Lost in the Flesh |
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The Apostle Paul once said that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners of whom I am the worst. But for that very reason I was shown mercy so that in me, the worst of sinners, Christ Jesus might display his unlimited patience as an example for those who would believe on Him and receive eternal life. The worst…humph; Saint Paul has never met me. This so called “pure” and “decent” society…What do they know? Society is like a snake with its pre... |
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| A Stranger Feast |
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Prologue
She walks in beauty like the night-
Lord Byron
William Bennington smiled as Stasha approached him, his eyes sparkling with delight at the sight of his companion, his lover. “The night suits you so well,” he growled as he pulled her close, feeling every curve of her body mould to his.
“I know,” she said haughtily and tore herself from him, her crimson silk dress swishing around her ankles as she walked swiftly away, not... |
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| Old Dog |
| Old dog watches sadly,
quietly from his place on the floor.
Eyes drooping red-rimmed, he sighs now and then
for effect.
Watching as Mistress labors in her duties.
Now on her knees, scrubbing the floor til it shines.
Mistress stands slowly, popping knees and stretching her back.
She regards him with affection,
her constant companion in all things domestic.
Pats him on the head and old dog thumps his tail,
raising a small poof of dust on the carpet.
He’d smile if he could.
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| Those Who Are Dying |
| You can always tell the ones who are dying
they are quieter, more polite.
So focused on the inner battle,
trying to maintain the even in and out
a gently erractic pulse;
the ones who are dying are soft spoken,
take a back seat to the drama,
as if knowing that it wouldn’t matter much anyway.
And the ones who aren’t dying
well
You can tell them too.
They are crying yelling
swearing at you with spittle soaked words
Threatening lawsuits
Crawling across the floor in order... |
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| The Castigation of Henry Rowe |
| Faces flashed before him. Screaming, pleading, agonized portraits enveloped his vision, and for a moment, Henry Rowe forgot who he was.
Then he remembered.
He was the person that the Santiago police had tried for twenty years to capture but to no avail. He was the person that had gotten away with some of the worst serial torture cases in history, and he was also the fifteenth person to be executed in the state of California since the death penalty was reinstated in 1978. This, in a strange... |
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| Editor's Note |
| I apologize for my absence. Procuring work and getting it done has become a higher priority, leaving me less time for this column. I'm honestly not even certain if it's been read, the past few articles. Still, I don't want to abandon it altogether.
From now on, I will only do reviews by request. If you want me to write up a review for one of the pieces you have posted on this site, e-mail me at kochanol@gmail.com with your FWG name, and the title of the piece you would like reviewed (if ... |
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| AudioShortStories.com |
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AudioShortStories.com will be launching in a few weeks and is offering this great opportunity.
AudioShortStories.com will accept independent material from authors all over the net once the material is added to the site (each file will be reviewed for quality) the creators of the content will be paid that is right, paid 33% or 1$ per download purchased.
To add to this opportunity authors donating 5 or more acceptable stories will be promoted by the site.
AudioShortStories.com wi... |
| By: goblinking | Views: 27 |
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| A Path Of Survival: Chapter Two |
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Chapter Two: My Hero
I heard my alarm clock go off the next morning. My eyes were a little swollen from the night before. I washed my face, and got ready for school. I rode the bus to school, and got on and off at the top of my driveway. My driveway was very long, and very dark in the mornings. I was the first one to get on in the mornings, and the last one to get off in the afternoons. I noticed that the bus was stopping a... |
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| A Path Of Survival: Chapter One |
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All I could see was darkness, with moonlight in the background, but I felt the effects of the woods as it tore at my flesh. The sound of leaves crumbling behind me kept getting louder. I began to run faster, as the trees and bushes dug into my tired body. Suddenly, there were headlights in the distance. I just knew that hope was only as far as the headlights I was running for, but just as I approached them. I felt someone touch my shoulder. I began to scream out in fright. Just t... |
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| An Evening Named Disaster |
| Windows blurred
Speech slurred
“Do I know you?”
Reflection laughs
I attempt to laugh back
Thin ice cracks
Short circuits
Pen trembling in hand
Reason
Justify
Explanation does not lighten the heart
A lesson?
A test?
Reflection laughs
I can no longer laugh back
Mind over matter
Step out of the shadows
Remind the self this is only a shell
Nothing more
Nothing less
Where is the thread?
Thoughts are no longer my own
Enou... |
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| A Devotional Catch 22 |
| I want to grow old with you
I do not want to grow old
I want to witness every waking second with you
I do not want time to fly
I want to share the beauty of the world with you
I do not want those images to fade
I want to whisper there is a future but only whisper as no future is set in stone
I yearn to be calmed by your voice for you are the words to my speech, the blessing that breathes life into the wine in my glass.
You are the wall that breaks the impact of this in... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 25 |
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| Munch |
| Emotions dance in emptiness
Visions of the heart colour the sky
In the silence, nature screams
The soul is reflected
Features remain unrecognised
Recapture the face of a ghostly stranger
Grant their sadness another life
Colours vibrate from the rhythm of music as day and night caress painted lines
Sunlight is betrayed by melancholy that dares to be seen between the trees
Among the blood and tongues of fire even the darkest of shadows have an aura of light
The kis... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 27 |
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| Stairs |
| The climb to the top
Hundreds of stairs
With worn marks in the uneven stone
Showing the memories of a thousand footprints.
The whispering walls
Each brick containing the sounds
Of hundreds of scandals
Secrets,
Hopes, wishes
Murmured "I love you"s
Trapped in the silence
In the stone
Tiny windows
As I ascend to the top
Giving me just a glimpse, a teasing taste
Of the place I climbed out of and
The place I am climbing to
Nearing the top
Almost there
Each stone step m... |
| By: CarpeNoctem1 | Views: 27 |
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| Antonia: Child of Light |
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A Ellesad Middean; a deadly place full of wild and dangerous creatures, only the desperate or those who dwell within protected walls venture there. Some who enter, do not come out, however it is rumored that Ellesadil Minne, the Dragon Rider City, dwells inside this forest. For that reason a young Athean has ventured in with her child, looking for answers. She keeps her eyes opened, listening for any sign of wild life or dragon that may venture near to harm them. Little does she know that... |
| By: SnowQueen | Views: 41 |
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| Patient 11 |
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Everything was numb. Every second or two it felt as though somewhere in his body, his nerves would go through a spasm. Though the feeling was weak, he couldn’t tell whether it was reflexes or just pain. He wasn’t sure of what was going on.
The world was moving so fast. He raised his hand up and saw that it was covered with blood.
A man quickly grabbed it and set it back on his chest. He said something when he did this, but he didn’t catch it. His head felt as thou... |
| By: Lelue | Views: 41 |
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| The Good Nerd Guide |
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The Good Nerd Guide
Some people just don’t know how to be nerdy enough to be a real nerd. So here is the first ever guide of how to get it right.
One of the classic nerd traits are glasses. Wear them even if you don’t have to, And don’t forget , normal people wear glasses too, so you have to make sure that they are too big for your face, and never ever forget the classic nerd glasses trade mark. The white tape around the middle
Another classic nerd item is the buck... |
| By: Lelue | Views: 37 |
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| The Secrets of Charles Mahoggany |
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The Secrets of Charles Mahoggany
Charles Mahogany was business man. He was a magician who had sold out his tickets around the world. He was a miracle, and he lived alone. He lived very much alone until a misfortune took the lives of his sister and brother in law. News said there was a fire. This left him the responsibility of his nephew Adam. Adam was a teenager. He was only about fifteen years old. Though for his age he was very level headed. But even the most mature teen couldn... |
| By: Lelue | Views: 49 |
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| My Brother's Keeper-ch10&11 |
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My Brother's Keeper by Adron J. Smitley
Chapter 10
Several scattered images of bobbing heads, some helmeted and some uncovered, arose from behind the mounted man leading the soldiers up and over the far hill in front of the three travelers. Their numbers dwindled the closer they marched, though Seth knew this was from the soldiers’ immediate filing back into their lines of ranks when the lead rider gestured in the air with his hand.
“Gene... |
| By: coinspinner | Views: 49 |
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| My Brother's Keeper-ch8&9 |
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My Brother's Keeper by Adron J. Smitley
Chapter 8
With an awkward jump, Seth came to the ground. He was tired of waiting –though he knew it had been but a few minutes since they left him- and decided to walk off his stewing anger. He made it ten meters, grumbling the entire way, before his eyes caught sight of a large gathering of people. He approached them and saw they were all gathered around the Sin Stone in praise.
It was a large, ebony boulder of perfect ... |
| By: coinspinner | Views: 43 |
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| My Brother's Keeper-ch6&7 |
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My Brother's Keeper by Adron J. Smitley
Chapter 6
Seth devoured another two apples and tossed away the last core as the wagon approached the cobblestone bridge connecting the southwestern farmlands of Sion to the beginnings of the city. They crossed the stone threshold and caught sight of the first obvious signs of city life rising to meet them like a giant, square stone mountain.
The Temple Of Offerings brought grim reminder to Seth why he chose ... |
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| My Brother's Keeper-ch4&5 |
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My Brother's Keeper by Adron J. Smitley
Chapter 4
Much of the first few minutes Seth and Uriel traveled in silence. Seth took one last glance back at his parents’ home, now but a tiny speck, before his regrets of leaving his work and his mother behind were interrupted.
Uriel told about a Holy Legion soldier sent to him with news of a battle hours earlier. It had been a small one but there were many dead that needed tending to. In that moment... |
| By: coinspinner | Views: 44 |
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| My Brother's Keeper-ch2&3 |
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My Brother's Keeper by Adron J. Smitley
Chapter 2
It wasn’t until Seth broke his sobbing almost one full hour later that he noticed what was left of the golden fruit on the ground beside him. His memory allowed him of that first bite before Aravat’s magic had taken him fully in its grip, though what remained of the fruit now was a well-eaten core. He couldn’t remember those other bites, yet something told him he must have taken them.
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| By: coinspinner | Views: 39 |
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| My Brother's Keeper-pro&ch1 |
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My Brother’s Keeper
by
Adron J. Smitley
NOTE: If you purchased this book without a cover you should be aware that this book is stolen property. It was reported as “unsold and destroyed” to the publisher, and neither the author nor the publisher has received any payment for this “stripped book.”
This is a work... |
| By: coinspinner | Views: 48 |
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| Choices ~ The Rewrite of Night to Remember |
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Karla angrily kicked the dirt with her foot, sending a rock skidding across the lawn. “Jan, I can’t stand it! Why do my folks have to move? Don’t they even care about me? Why don’t they ask me what I want?”
“But I don’t want to move! What about my friends?”
Finding her composure, Karla pulled away to stand on her own. Putting her focus on the house, watching her bedroom curtain flutter from the faint breeze. Karla could sme... |
| By: lnelson | Views: 66 |
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| Help me help you! |
| Help me help you!
Hello my friends, sorry I have been away soooo long but i have been trying to grow other sites to draw members back here. My other sites are booming - www.10quickquestions.ning.com - where I interview authors and such is a huge hit and I guest host on several sites and have been featured in articles by well established authors of sites like Writer Unboxed. But I just can't seem to draw members here!!!!
What am I doing wrong?! Please tell me what you think - be brutal, I... |
| By: SiteManager | Views: 43 |
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| Life From An Ariel View |
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Internal restlessness searches for beauty in the dimmest of corners
Crises lines fade on the left palm
Try to recondition
Confusion
Observe with the mind as well as the heart
Emotions dominate
A promise was made
The spiritual body has caught a glimpse of human fate
The walls of the dam hold their tears amidst the waveform of this reality
Torn
Forces weaken the will to be free, to breathe
Try to discover the truth
Is there hope?
Are two sn... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 41 |
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| April 2009 |
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Review of "Emotional Death" by DarkAngel
Synopsis:
[a poem] Tells of the pain and loneliness an abused girl endures.
Content Evaluation:
Admittedly, I’m rarely drawn to topics like this, as they tend to get "angsty." But glancing over some the lines, I was drawn by the language. While the dark subject is somewhat common among poetry, it was dealt with fresh language, which makes it well worth the read. Even from the first few lines, it communicates some... |
| By: LauraFedora | Views: 45 |
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| Tears in Blood (chapter one) |
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Everything in life has to have had a starting point, a beginning to the events that follow. There can be no light without darkness. A painting does not become a masterpiece without many long, insufferable hours spent creating and nurturing it. Every fine detail, each fine sketched line, no matter how small or intricate has to be nervously and carefully thought through in depth beforehand. If the work is to be pristine, there can be no allowing for mistakes.
It is the same with these cal... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 44 |
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| For Nicholas |
| A Pause
Gather clarity
A moment's silence
Familiarity
A chance to learn
To define
A meeting of minds
Rejoined
Copyright of Poppysilver |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 43 |
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| Moving of Time (3 hours closer to home) |
| Is this the penance for words unleashed?
Comatosed reality
Downfall
Why does an hour have to be lost?
9 pm laughs at 8 pm when he says it should really be his hour
“A small price to pay for an extra hour of light”
Disjointed
The strings are tense
The heart knows only sad songs today
I do not want to leave the sun behind as sage absorbs warmth and fennel is the happiest it has been on this warm day
As lavender calms the senses, I know it is only moment... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 55 |
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| One Race: Everyone is the same |
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One Race: One World: The Year 2050
It is now 2050 and the world has really changed. There are no more planes or trains. All you have to do is think about being somewhere and you are there. The government in order to save money on gas and fuel has banned cars, buses and any means of transportation and implanted chips in everyone’s arms that help to transport you wherever you want to go, including the past.
This morning I needed to go to work at my boring job. Ev... |
| By: FranJam | Views: 50 |
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| Ten Rooms |
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Am I to believe, without seeing my actual death, that I am dead?
Sentenced beneath a waning moon
A prisoner of the shadows
4 am
The past
The future
Mirrored
Echoes of lost time bless the promise of brighter skies
Within ten rooms, one door remains locked
You cannot unlock that which has no key
I cannot
Tears saturate seething walls of red
Move forward
With what courage?
Random thoughts
Words left unsaid
Ten rooms
Awakening... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 41 |
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| A Spring Blessed Hour |
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A Spring Blessed Hour
Splintered thoughts are fragmented, treading water upon this wave
Allow the sun to heal
But only when the soul, this pen, the paper have been quenched of their thirst
Shadows are camouflaged on dampened earth, witnesses to the colours becoming more intense
The red, grounding
The orange, nurturing
The yellow, granting stability
The green, compassionate
The blue, communicating with voices unseen
Indigo, visions are no longer limit... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 44 |
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| BURIED ALIVE! |
| BURIED ALIVE....SHOVEL AFTER SHOVEL....
BUT JUST MOMENTS TILL THY LAST BREATH.......
NEVER AGAIN TO SIMPLY....SURVIVE!}:....
DEATH...DEATH....THAT BLACKNESS...IN LIFES BREATH!...
NEVER MORE WILL I BE ME....OR KNOW OF YOU!}:.....
OR WILL I EVER SEE!....}:OR AGAIN BE ALIVE!}:....
FOREVER GONE...LOST TO THESE EVIL MEN!....
SO PLEASE LISTEN MY FRIEND...LISTEN TO WHAT I SAY...
FOR IT IS VERY TRUE!..FOR YE COULD!,AS I WILL!, DIE THIS VERY DAY!}:.....
COLD GROUND...BROWN RICH DARK DAMP EART... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 51 |
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| A Cheshire Cat's Muse |
| Follow Alice down the rabbit hole
Slip into a world of fancy and nonsense
Be my white rabbit
Always rushing, late for something
With your waistcoat and pocketwatch
Which is exactly two days slow
Push Humpty Dumpty over his precious wall
Because a words means what he says it means
Nothing more, nothing less
Who are you?
Try to se through the caterpillar smog
To the butterfly he could be
Magnificent even at exacatically three inches high
And no, she's not a serpent
But she has bee... |
| By: CarpeNoctem1 | Views: 42 |
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| MY CHILD,MY CREATION |
| my child,my creation
from edens flowers to this very day now...
youve lost thy self,lost thy souls self somehow?
my man,my wonderful creation
how ive watched thee grow....
from edens dust through your every nation....
for my name is thy father...thy great king...
I AM that I AM....i make all and everything....
man....my created man?}:...where has thou found thy soul...to be?}:
for ye have not found truth nor light,in thy blessed land...
for ye are blind now and cannot see.....}:
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| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 38 |
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| Crafty Discovery ~ Scene Two |
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“Hey Bill! What is he pointing at?”
“Tim, maybe you are sitting in his seat. Maybe you should like move out of his way so he can fly this thing.”
“I think he wants me to push another button.”
“I don’t think you should be pushing anymore buttons, Tim.”
“No, look. He is pointing to the control panel. There is just one button I didn’t push yet. I wonder what it could be.”
“Tim, don’t be pushing anymore but... |
| By: lnelson | Views: 41 |
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| Inspiration Has Taken Leave (with words as its hostage) |
| Paper, I implore you to absorb these words
Grant them reality
Breathe life into their scribbled structure
Give meaning to their rambling reasoning as the wind screams outside and damp walls surround the self with scenes of the graceful Birch caressing the warmth of the sun
Push the boundaries
What is familiar must be challenged
The comfort zone must become distorted for the pen to dance on this paper
Do visions come without a cost, some sacrifice?
Inspiration has taken... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 44 |
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| I AM WOMAN |
| WOMAN
I AM WOMAN...I AM WARRIOR..
I AM YOUR MOTHER EARTH.....
SEARCH OUT MY WISDOM FOR YE SOUL...
CREATING LIFE IS MY TRUE PATHS ETERNAL GOAL.....
BALANCING MAN LEVEL,KEEPING HIS WORTH!...
A WOMAN I AM...WEAK I AM NEVER!...
FOR YE FIRST BREATH DID COME....
FROM THE CUT OF MY CORD I DID SEVER!..
I AM WOMAN...I AM STRONG...
NAY THINK YE ARE WITHOUT ME...
NAY!,NOT FOR VERY LONG!...
YES!...I AM WOMAN..I AM A WARRIOR..
I AM MOTHER...I AM HERE...
CHERISH ME FOREVER...HOLD ME CLOSE..
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| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 46 |
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| ST. ELMOS FIRE |
| OL SWEET FRIEND,MAY I TELL YE A STORY..
OF 29 IRISH SOULS SADLY LOST TO FATES GLORY...
AND HOW THEY MET THEIR BITTER END.....
YES THE NIGHT THE IRISH CRYED ALOUD!...
N PAID FOR SOME SIN...STAYIN ON DECK N STILL PROUD......
ICY COLD OCEANS...ALL HEARTS....IN MOTION.....
PAINFUL GAILS HARD BLOWIN!...OVER THE DECK.....
LIKE SALTY BLOOD...THE SEA WAS OVER FLOWIN....
MEN FIGHTIN WITH DESIRE.....WATCHING THE SKYS...
GREEN MIST N LIGHTNING ..... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 41 |
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| AGAIN TODAY |
| " AGAIN TODAY"
EVERY MORNING I HAVE AWAKENED TO YOUR SAME LOVING FACE......
BUT AGAIN TODAY I AWOKE......AND IT WASNT THERE....
MY HEART NOW COLD AND HOLLOW.......CRYING,ON YOUR PILLOW--
I STARE--........IVE NEVER BEEN SO SCARED}:}:....
I SHOUTED OUT TO HEAR YOUR VOICE......}:}:
I HEARD NOTHING!?}:...NOT ONE SOUND....
MY MIND IN DENIAL.....I BEGAN TO PANIC.........
SEARCHING FOR YOU....SEARCHING ALL AROUND}:}:
I TRIED SO HARD TO DROWN OUT YOUR MEMORY...
BUT MY TEARS...... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 42 |
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| BREATHLESS |
| breathless....my womans soul..is lovingly....breathless......
crying here,just simply lying here,forever loving you n sometimes dying}:...
breathing,...but always....breathless...n sighing}:..
wondering why...he seems not to care...or love me,..as,him i do!}:..
at least not as my love for him...not quite as true}:...
how my heart found loves own abyss..in such an aching mess?}:..
with simply just his kiss..and against his loving chest....
me dying...dreaming...of him always loving me..... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 44 |
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| The Florist: Beware of the scented Roses: rewrite of the Mirror Sees it All |
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The Florist: Beware of the Roses
By Fran Lewis
Prologue: I hear a faint knock. Someone is at my door. Opening the door reveals a beautiful box on the floor. I pick it up and bring it inside. Placing it carefully on my dining room table, I look for a card. The box is from The Florist. He sent it to me for my birthday. He sends his special clients flowers for their birthdays each year. This year he said he was going to add something special for those women he finds espe... |
| By: FranJam | Views: 62 |
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| Swimming Hole |
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Alex ran down the school steps to grab his bike from the bike rack. It is so hot out! I’m glad it’s the last week of school. Alex wiped the sweat off his forehead. Spotting Markus, he swung his leg over the bar of his bike.
“Markus, ya wanna go swimming with me?” Alex invited, catching up to Markus on his bike. The walkers blocked his way on the sidewalk. He rode his bike off the sidewalk and onto the road.
“Yea! Stop at my house so I can get a towel.” ... |
| By: lnelson | Views: 54 |
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| An Unexpected Sanctuary |
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I slide noiselessly out of the window into the crisp night air. After a long, agonizing day in a world of black and white, the color of night is a welcome thing. Closing it behind me, I turn away from the cool, dark glass and begin to walk into the shadow.
There is perhaps no greater solitude than that of the forest at midnight. I’m silently creeping through the woods, the full moon hanging bright overhead, illuminating every branch of every tree ... |
| By: CarpeNoctem1 | Views: 44 |
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| The Crows Have Fled |
| With hands to the ground, your heartbeat grounds me
Transcend with eyes closed
Other senses awaken
Crows talk louder than before
Silence is contemplative
Deafening
For what is lost today
Will tomorrow bring gain?
Life has its' own melody, I can only add harmonies in numbness as flowers breathe in shades of red and purple
Whilst spring raises it's fragile head
As cherry bloosom appreciates the warmth of the sun and flowers of white dare to reach for the light
Transcend with eyes clo... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 47 |
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| An interview with L.T. Suzuki author of the Imago series |
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Hello and welcome to 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I am your host Dave Tallman and today I am chatting with L.T. Suzuki, creator of the Imago series of fantasy novels, nonfiction author and Master of Martial Arts.
Me:
First let me say that I am thrilled to be interviewing with you. I have had the privilege to read some of the Imago series and found them thoroughly engaging. That said, let's get to know you. I like to begin interviews with a bit of background. I understand you have a... |
| By: SiteManager | Views: 61 |
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| The Mirror Sees It All |
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The Mirror: Reveals All
There are so many girls in this world that think that they are so beautiful and that no one else really matters but them. They stare at themselves in their mirrors and see their reflections and nothing else. Never bothering to care about anything or anyone. Never bothering to see them for what they really are: Self-centered miserable useless nothings. I have decided to change all that. The Mirror will reveal all to those chosen by me very... |
| By: FranJam | Views: 65 |
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| Falling |
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Reach for the light within this darkness
You said you have fallen
It is we that have fallen
Synchronicity
Dream together
Unsteady hands hold words that cause a shimmer in the ether momentarily
Brick upon brick conceals black upon white.
All is held in a tender balance whilst we walk lucidly upon cold stone
Time laments, merely existing
Acceptance shows animosity when there is no choice left but to accept
Synchronicity shows it is we that have fallen wh... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 52 |
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| A Promise |
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Behind canvassed windows there is a fight for dominance.
A battle between happiness and sadness.
Sadness, always the certified winner, releases a sour scream, he reigns triumphant.
"There will be a time when I am strong enough to take hold of all your hands but until then I am no stronger than a feather blowing in the wind."
Copyright of Poppysilver |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 51 |
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| An Observation |
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I have studied the moth with keen interest
How quickly and silently he moves in the darkness
How swiftly he darts in and out of the glowing sphere around him.
How fluently he sails through unknown territory with confidence
I find him a courageous
Then I watch as he starts to slow down the speed at which he is travelling
I watch as he starts to falter in directions unknown to him
He falls to the ground
His tiny wings thrash the stifling air no more... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 49 |
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| Unexplained |
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There is a disturbance of the whole body
Shattered glass within a silent battlefield
Raise the head, not the hopes
Try to absorb the dappled sunlight
Try to lighten confrontation
Make positive use of the tension
No familiar ground
This breaking tide will wash hope away completely, mercilessly
Unable to participate in this game, I have ceased to heal
Things undone
Count to five
Anger hides away
Words unsaid
Count to ten
Living in memories forever an... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 51 |
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| {IT} |
| I SAY TO YE THIS DAY...RUN ...RUN AWAY!}:}:...
I SAY TO YE THIS NIGHT...RUN OUT OF THE DARK.....
STAY NEAR THE LIGHT!!}:}:}:
FOR {IT}WILL GET INTO THY SOUL!......
AND..{IT} WILL TAKE FROM THEE THY EVERY GOAL!}:}:....
{IT} TAKES ...{IT} SUCKS...IT EATS THY FLESH......MAKING YE BLEED!}:}:.....
ALWAYS TAKING ALL AND EVERYTHING {IT}MAY NEED!}:}:.......
I SAY TO YE THIS DAY.....SOON YE WILL DIE!}:}:....
IS THY ONLY WAY.....}:}:..FOR I SEE....{ITS}...REFLECTION}:!IN THINE EYE!}:}:
NEVER W... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 51 |
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| Lost Dream |
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Remembering a night forged in misery
When uniformed men came to my door
Bringing with them the crushing news
That would force my knees to hit the floor.
I should have known this day would come.
The payments had fallen so far behind,
But there was nothing that I could do
And no rest for my wearied mind.
I lost my job a while back,
Now there are no places left who hire
I have no food to feed my kids
Please save me from this quagmire!
I’ve never had a savings accoun... |
| By: lanyon | Views: 67 |
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| March 2009 |
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Review of "Spiritual Warrior" by lanyon
Synopsis:
[This is a complete poem] A warrior combats the doubting logic of his mind with the empowering faith of his heart.
Content Evaluation:
This poem has a good message, and it’s put well. The language is poetic, but not so much that the message is buried. And it is structured rather well. The first stanza summarizes what we’re about to read, the following stanzas elaborate on the idea, and the final stanza concl... |
| By: LauraFedora | Views: 96 |
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| Fedora Copyediting |
| Fedora Copyediting
For those of you who may need some help by way of mechanics (grammar, spelling, punctuation, etc.), it's a good investment to hire a professional editor, especially if you plan to submit your manuscript to a publisher. Though even a perfectly written manuscript may not always get accepted the first time around, it can at least impress the publisher into allowing your foot in the door. Even a terrific story, if not written with clean mechanics, can turn someone off to rea... |
| By: LauraFedora | Views: 57 |
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| The Close of Day |
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Time is of the essence
Time has run out
Nauseous apathy
Try to forget this day
It lingers forever and an eternity
No direction
I arrive at this precipice time and time again
Panic attacks anxiety, as he stands ill at ease
Shadows circulate as phantoms scream in the depths of darkness
Apocalyptic skies release their demons
Tissue blots a landscape of red, an absorbed fiery substance wrapped in a silk/milk rainbow.
The robin no longer whispers directions ... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 52 |
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| 6 a.m Silence |
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Numb in 6 a.m silence
Disbelief
Incessant rain
Whispers that you were home
In hands outstretched a yellow rose
The careless cuckoo has misplaced time
Moments lost
There are no more tears to ebb and flow
Mournful Monday will caress a turbulent Tuesday only for Wednesday to wane in painful glory.
Thoughtful Thursday will welcome a fearful Friday only to revisit a sorrowful Saturday that seethes with bitter anger anger through to another som... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 51 |
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| The Right Choice: My Only Choice |
| Dedicated to my nephew Robbie who is in the army:
BY Fran Lewis
Life does not always begin when the day we are born, nor does it end when we die. Sometimes lives are cut short by fate and other times because we decide to end it ourselves. How we decide to live and what we do is our decision and ours alone. Parents, teachers and others might try to influence a child, an adult or anyone else into living their lives and patterning them after one of them, but this does ... |
| By: FranJam | Views: 54 |
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| NEYWC |
| As you all may remember, I applied for the New England Young Writer's Conference (You can still check out my application admission). Well, *drumroll please*...................I GOT ACCEPTED. Yay! I'll be going to the NEYWC at Breadloaf Campus in New Hampshire in May. I'm very excited! I just want to thank you all for your support. Love to you all! |
| By: CarpeNoctem1 | Views: 52 |
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| Keep Your Eyes Opened |
| A Journey to Nowhere
All I had with me was my suitcase and the clothes on my back. I looked straight ahead of me and saw an endless dirt road which extended for miles and miles. Wearing my lucky old beat up hat and my woolen coat I left home early that morning to decide my fate.
My life day began with breakfast, going to work at the bank and coming home to an empty apartment with just my dog. I felt like I was going through the motions of life and wa... |
| By: FranJam | Views: 65 |
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| Interview with Sylvianne Quin-Wright creator of Arkadia Rising: A Dark Gothik Tale |
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Hello and welcome to 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I am your host Dave Tallman and joining me today is the lovely and talented Sylvianne Quin-Wright, the creative force behind a new style of Online Role Play Story creative writing that can be found exclusively on Myspace under her site name BlissMinx. To view the site go to http://www.myspace.com/blissminx
Me:
Sylvianne, let me start by saying thanks for agreeing to be interviewed today, I was enthralled by your Myspace page and just ... |
| By: SiteManager | Views: 91 |
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| Life of a quarter |
| I bet you think that life is really great. Well, it’s not. I have had a hard time ever since I was born. People think that they have it really hard, but not as hard as I do. They complain all the time about going to work, making a living and trying to bring up their children in today’s world. But, they have a home, a family and someone who cares about them. What do I have? I have no one. No one really cares about me or thinks that I am worth anything. My name is Mac and I am a qua... |
| By: FranJam | Views: 68 |
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| through my mom's eyes |
| Through My Mom’s Eyes
Four years ago I was able to drive a car and go shopping by myself. I was even able to eat in a restaurant and have lunch with my children and my sister. I took my own medications, I ran the journal for my organization; I even went around to collect money for ads to promote different businesses in my neighborhood. I had n trouble remembering where I was going and when I supposed to get there. Then, all of a sudden I began noticing little things. I co... |
| By: FranJam | Views: 75 |
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| Walking On Water |
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I'm not much of poetry person and I just don't write poetry very often, and this is one of my only adventures into poetry. So let me know what you think.
Walking on Water
The deep blues that lay flat before me
The purple sky
The setting sun that has a fire
Which gives the clouds a inner glowing golden light
I sit on the dock
Knowing this is a task I can not perform
Tears that fall
Light of a setting sun
Makes them look like crystal’s falling from one’s eyes
I w... |
| By: Lelue | Views: 51 |
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| Tell Me. |
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Don't just tell me nothings wrong
And go back to being strong
Tell me whats really going on
Explain to me the problem that you bottle up inside
Stop faking it
I see the secrets that you hide
Then you lie
Hold back your cry's
Then you try to deny
That something was ever wrong
Go back to acting all strong
Let me in so I can heal you
While I try to find the real you
I want to know you
Let me help you
I know you want to
Want to be saved
I'll dry your tears
And erase your fears... |
| By: XxAshleyJanexX | Views: 55 |
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| LIFES LIGHT |
| DOES LIFE REALLY MAKE ANY SENSE}:}:
I SEE HOW LIFE CAN BE.....
LIFES YEN &YANG....GOOD&BAD....
SO MIXED UP..FOR YOU N FOR ME}:.....
ALWAYS WANTING WHAT WE WISH WE HAD?}:}:
FINDING GENTLE SWEETNESS...IN A CHILD....
CRYING FOR SOMEONES PAIN.....THIS HOUR....
BLACK N WHITE..COLD N HOT....SWEET N SOUR..
LIVING...TAKING SOME...BUT MOSTLY GIVING}:...
THINKING? SHOULD I BE MEEK OR MILD?}:?
SO MUCH LOVE IN THIS WORLD....AS I WANT TO BE ........
BUT IS IT ENOUGH?.......ITS GETTING ... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 66 |
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| SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES |
| something wicked this way comes.....
and not very far behind i fear}:....wicked it is!}:.....
oh god!......i hear its steps so very near.........
coming!...always coming!.....i must keep...moving....
keep running....}:what is it i do not know?}:....
i know its grasp will get me soon}:.........
i fear i must avoid the light from this nights silver moon}:...
moving forward!, always i must go!}:.......
keeping from those swampy moors!}:.....
something wicked this way comes}:.....
it li... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 81 |
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| Who is Next |
| Who Is Next?
By: Fran Lewis
The lives of so many people have been turned inside
and out
The lives of so many people have changed for the
worse no doubt
Their lives were normal just like yours and mine
Their lives were normal one minute and the next far from fine
It sneaks up slowly without a single clue
It sneaks up slowly inside anyone even you
Without a hint or even a w... |
| By: Bertha16 | Views: 73 |
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| Everyone's Voice Needs to be Heard |
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Everyone’s Voice Should Be Heard: Kids Need Parents to Listen
By Fran Lewis
I want you to hear what I am saying but you never listen to me. These are the words are the most poignant reminders of what our youth often says to us today. Throughout my life, I fought a private war to be heard and listened to by my mom. Living and growing up in the Bronx I developed a different perspective on life than kids who lived in the suburbs or in big houses. I spent a lot of time struggling... |
| By: Bertha16 | Views: 80 |
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| Stop Complaining: Go On A Diet |
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Fran’s Plan: Complaining About Your Weight will Not Shed the Pounds: DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!
Everyone complains about being over weight. People are constantly saying that they need to go on diet at the beginning of the year. After all, it is holiday time and when families are getting together, how can I possibly be on a diet. Besides, diets start on Mondays. Of course, yours will end on Monday afternoon or before because if you are still talking about it, you are surely doing ... |
| By: Bertha16 | Views: 77 |
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| TAKE MY BREATH AWAY |
| "take my breath away"
I feel the air leave my chest when you kiss me my love................
my blood flowing always faster through my veins!.....
my spirit acending to heavens gates above!.......
oh sweet lover......as our bodys join and become one............
our love seemingly never ending......never done!...........
me inside of you and you in me.......inside of our souls.....
my sweet love........words now cease......nothing left but our touch..........
my only thought... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 64 |
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| "I AM"THAT "I AM" |
| I AM THAT I AM"
oh my dear sweet power.........thy wonderful god.......
the truth of every hour.........
the truth of all life.......as this world slowly turns......
only you know what my hearts feels....only you know how my soul burns...........
oh please........great.."I am" ........oh please i call thy name............
I am that I am..........it is who you are...........
some call you god....but one in the same...........
will thou show me thy path........show me thy... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 61 |
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| MY DREAM,MY LIFE |
| ...MY DREAM...MY LIFE.........
MY DREAM?....MY DREAM I ONCE NEW IS GONE , ITS OVER.....
LOST IN THE PAST....LIKE A DIAMOND IN A FIELD OF FRESH CLOVER}:.....
OUR MANY MOMENTS AND MEMORIES OF SHARED LOVE........
ENDED SWIFTLY.....LIKE THE LIFE TAKEN BY A HUNTERS GUN........
OF AN INNOCENT FLYING DOVE...............
THERE WAS SO MANY THINGS WITH YOU I WANTED TO DO AND SHARE}:}:....
LIKE OUR TIME WITH THOSE LITTLE ONES.......GOD PLACED IN OUR CARE}:........
I NEVER WANTED TO BE RICH... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 56 |
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| GOOD LIFE! NOT GOODS! |
| LETS....RUN....LETS EVEN CRAWL!{:{:...WHO CARES..LOL....
WE CAN .....EVEN{:{: KISS EACH OTHER{:{:AS WE FALL!{:{:....
JUST WALKING....UNDER THIS SKY....US IN THIS PARK...
OUT OF THE WOODS....OUT OF THE DARK.....SUNSHINE IN OUR EYES...
WATCHING LOVELY SKIES.....LIVING OUR LIFE ..COLLECTING NO {GOODS}!{:......
WHY?...WHY?....DO WE NEED ANYTHING ...BUT LOVE!{:.....
OR EVER SHOULD?{:{:....
WHY....OH WHY.....DO WE WORRY OF CLIMBING HIGH ABOVE!....
IM HAPPY JUST ...LIVING FREE!{:{:....N BEIN... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 56 |
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| FATES CLOWN |
| {FATES CLOWN}....DESTINYS TOY....
LIVING,GIVING,LOVING,EXCITED IN MY LIFE.....{:{:
FULL OF LOVE,FULL OF PRUE....JOY!{:..{:.....
ALWAYS MY HEAD{:...WAY UP IN THE CLOUDS...ALWAYS MY SPIRITS HIGH{:
LOOKING UP TO THE SWEETNESS...OF GODS FLUFFY BLUE SKY!{:{:....
WANTING IT ALL...WANTING EVERTHING!...INNOCENT HAPPINESS,{:{:.....
TRUE LOVE,.....CRYING OUT! I LOVE YOU LIFE!!{:..IS WHAT I WOULD SING!{:....
SUDDENLY ?}:..LIFE LAUGHED BACK AT ME!...HANDING ME A MESS!}:
TEARING OUT MY HEART!}:}:.... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 57 |
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| HOLLOWS TROLL |
| " HOLLOWS TROLL"
DO NOT BE DECIEVED....BEWARE ...THE TROLL.....
YE MAY BE EATEN.....EATEN ALIVE....EVEN...EATEN WHOLE.....
TRY TO BEWARE....NO MATTER...FOR THY WILL & THY FLESH MAY....
SOON FIND... A SCATTER...EVIL LURKS BEYOND THOSE GRAVES....
DEATH MAY FIND THEE WITH ITS OTHER SLAVES........
SWEET DARKNESS YOU THINK AS THOU TAKETH....A STROLL....
CROSSING HIS BRIDGE WITHOUT PAYING YE TOLL........
ONCE BURIED ALIVE !..NAWING ON THY LEG BONES EATS THE TROLL.....
R... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 84 |
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| 2012 |
| two thousand.......one.....two.....
kingdom come.....for.....me and you......
no more...time.....no more.....space.....
only hell now.....on this earth....for now its an....evil place.......
gone is....all love.....no more.....souls....guffed.....from above.....
two thousand.......one.....two......
horror....for me.....horror.....for you.......
crying}: n nashing}:.....it all seems....sureal??......
as....satans.....angel....opens....a seventh seal........
disbelief....of suffering ... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 59 |
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| IM STILL HERE |
| im still here ...}:..sweet ...{one}....
im always {here}...as is {this love}...and as my soul crys out!.....}:
out!...to thee...to you {my love above}..}:..}:
{this night}...for {us}...{together again}....we will be!...when gods evening comes....
oh yes!....sweet friend....candle light...and{our love! }...
and this time!.....{it will never end!}...!
yes!..this night!...a table ill set for just.....{you and i}..........
although your flesh i cannot hold}:....ill love you forever ..swee... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 52 |
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| Snow-Blind |
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A solemn candle burns in a vain attempt to stop one from continually cursing the darkness.
Emotions ruptured, bleed.
Sapphire solitude.
Time is paused.
Even truth conceals lies.
The heart is anchored.
Axe poised.
Focus!
The keeper of the sacred flame endeavours to inspire.
Patroness of poetry grant me compassion as the bird of prey is released beneath an all-seeing moon.
First words, first lines, remain hidden.
Illusional reality.
Manipulated, controlle... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 51 |
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| The Voice |
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A voice dancing joyfully upon the air,
Reaches the heart of a woman wearied,
Sad and alone, forgotten and wounded,
She shifts keeping time with the cadence of its tone.
Beckoning her with its breath fresh upon her ear,
Like the sweet taste of honey on the tongue,
The velvety bliss of chocolate to the lips,
It welcomes her in its warm embrace.
The sound of tenderness touches her soul,
Filling a need, a want, a desire, a hope.
Its subtle urging gives her strength,
Its gentle... |
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Attack of the Mad Axe Man:
Saturday Night Write-in for the the looong weekend of Feb 14th, 15th, and 16th!
Tonight and all weekend we are trapped in our own horror movie ( let's show Jason a thing or two)
Here is the beginning line: let's keep it going guys
Jack Garet knew what he'd find when he opened the door to the cabin, the smell was overpowering, that unmistakable stench of death. He pulled the handle a little at a time trying to brace himself for what waited within, but ho... |
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today....i was in thy world....but??
today....relized me own shadow i cast.....
yes today i followed the worlds proper path...
even.....today i did what i was told!}:}:
to not be too forward ! nor to be too bold?}:}:
today i was part of this weak ol compromising earth.....}:}":
then i found me true blood.!!....i tasted me soul and found me true worth{:
i found the way ,that always was......always to live right just because!....
for it was my heritage i found through gods ... |
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| WHAT WILL THE TIDE BRING ME? |
| WHAT WILL THE TIDE BRING TO ME?
AS I AWAKE EACH DAY AND BREATH--I KNOW IM SURE TO BE--ALONE--
WATCHING THE SUN RISE GLISINING IN THE SAND--SHINING ACROSS THE SEA--
THE OCEAN WILL- MOVE---- AND THE TIDE WILL COME IN--
AS ONCE IT DID WHEN IT GAVE ME YOU MY LOVE--MY TRUE FRIEND-------WILL IT AGAIN--
EACH MORNING ON -MY ISLAND--I BREATH AN SURVIVE--I WATCH THE TIDE EVERYDAY--
DREAMING IT WILL BRING YOU BACK-------LIKE IT TOOK YOU AWAY--
MY LITTLE ISLAND--MY WORLD-- IS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ... |
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| THE CUP |
| {LITTER} IM CALLED}:....AS I LAY IN THIS ROAD}:.....
FINDING}:....THIS IS MY DESTINY...MY TRUE {ABOAD}:....
ONLY A {CUP}:...BUT I DO EXIST...}:....}:..WONDERING??}:}:..
WHY FATE ..MADE ME {LIKE THIS}:}:}:??...
STYROFOAM...NEVER FREE TO ROAM}:.....BLOWN BY THE WIND....
UNLIKE YOU....I HAVENT A{ FRIEND}:}:.......
ONLY A {CUP}...A VESSEL NOT STRONG}:}:...
AND I FEAR....MY ...{TIME} IS NOT VERY LONG}:}:....
OH FARE WIND!....WISK ME TO THE SIDE{:{:.....
INTO THE SAFE CLOVER{:{:...FOR IN T... |
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| Love Waiting |
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You will not deprive me of my desire,
Nor will you separate me from my love.
Though distance stands between us
My heart is steadfast in its devotion.
You will not convince me of an end,
Nor will I allow your words to wound me.
I have my wits about me with such clarity
That even you cannot cloud my vision.
You will not leave me in despair,
Nor will you vanquish the hope that I cling to.
Anticipation of my love’s returning kiss
Will not diminish as you say it should.
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| THE BOOK OF LIFE |
| THE BOOK OF LIFE
AS I BEGAN TO READ THIS STORY........
THIS BOOK OF LOVE AND GLORY.........
CHAPTER ONE READ INNOCENT TIMES.......
SPENDING SWEET HOURS PLAYING.....WITH MY LITTLE FRIENDS READING NURSERY RYMES....
CHAPTER TWO READ KNOWLEDGE I DIDNT WANT}:}:........CHRISTMAS WASNT REAL}:...AND SUMMER WAS JUST A MONTH}:}:.........
CHAPTER THREE WAS FUN{: BUT WOUND UP BEING WORSE......TEENAGE CRAZINESS...AND YOUNGLOVE SEEMED LIKE A CURSE}:......
CHAPTER FOUR WAS GREAT OPENING NEW A DOO... |
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| GODS ONE DAY...IS MANS...10.000 YEARS |
| AS we arrive on earths game board playing something called{life}!.....
short is the {time} and long is mans strife!.......
do we truly need to shed any human tears?....
the games rules of destiny can limit your years?...
seems so unfair for me and for you!?}:}:....
some get {many}.....and many get{few}!?....
soon your draw or your turn at the games years too! ....{will soon pass}....
our only moments to play here was {never meant to last}!?.....
gone is {your turn} at spinning destin... |
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| DID YOU HEAR MY HEART? |
| DID YOU HEAR MY HEART??..... JUST SKIP A BEAT?....
CAN YOU KNOW....OH HOW MUCH....I LOVE YOU SO.....
WILL YOU TAKE ME NOW.....AND OUR LOVE NOT SEVER...
MAY I GO WITH YOU.....WHERE... YOU GO?.......
CAN I KISS YOU TODAY.....NOW.....AND FOREVER?......
DID YOU HEAR MY HEART?......MY LOVE?.....
PULL ME IN....TAKE ME DOWN.....FOR I TRUST THEE.....
THAT I WONT BE.........JUST LOVES CLOWN........
CAN YOU HEAR MY HEART?}:....}:....FEEL IT MY LOVER?}:.......
AGAINST THY CHEST......ITS BEATS... |
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| ANOTHER SUNRISE |
| ANOTHER SUNRISE
TODAY I SLAMMED OUR FRONT SCREEN DOOR....
STUMBLING...CRYING.....DROPPING MY MAKEUP....
LOOKING FOR IT ALL OVER THE CAB FLOOR}:}:
WISHING,WONDERING NOT EVEN KNOWING WHY.........
OUR LOVE NEVER REACHED THE CLOUDS OR TOUCHED THE SKY?}:}:
ANOTHER SUNRISE......HERE I GO AGAIN.......
SEARCHING FOR SOMTHING MORE......ANOTHER TRUE FRIEND..
GOD IM SO SCARED.....OH HOW I THOUGHT HE LOVED ME SO....
I REALLY THOUGHT HE TRULY CARED......
ANOTHER DAY...ANOTHER YEAR.... OF ... |
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| WOMAN...A TRUE GIFT TO MAN ....AND EARTH .....FROM OUR GOD ABOVE....
SHE CAN BLESS YOUR LIFE WHILE FILLING YOUR HEART WITH HER PRECIOUS LOVE!
WOMAN....THIS BEING IS LIKE THAT OF NO OTHER,
SHE HAS MANY NAMES....ONE OF THEM IS .....MOTHER!......
I HAVE EXPERIANCED MANY THINGS IN THIS GIFT WE CALL LIFE......
BUT NONE CAN COMPARE OR HAVE FILLED MY SOUL LIKE THAT OF A LOVING WIFE!........
SHE CAN BE AS SOFT AS A PETAL ON A BEAUTIFUL RED ROSE..........
AS WELL AS SMELL JUST AS SWEET..... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 56 |
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| A WOMANS DREAM |
| "A WOMANS DREAM"
WHERE ARE YOU?}: MY SWEET HAPPINESS?....
WHEN WILL THEE FIND MY SOUL......PLEASE.....}:}:
FORGIVE MY TEARS}:}:...BUT THIS PAIN I MUST CONFESS}:}:
FOR....I AM...A WOMAN....GODS GIVER OF....LIFE.....
AND ...LIFE....NOW......IS TAKING ITS TOLL}:}:}:}:
TOUCH ME ...I WILL FLUTTER.....KISS ME I WILL CRY.......
HUG ME I WILL LOVE THEE......LEAVE ME I WILL DIE...........
ALL MY LOVE......ALL MY HOPES........AND DREAMS...
ALWAYS PASS AWAY...FROM ME.....AND NO LONG... |
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| MY SECRET GARDEN |
| CRYING IN MY SPECIAL GARDEN......THIS DAY....
DARKNESS ABOUNDS ME.....SLOWLY,QUIETLY.....
IT SURELY SURROUNDS ME......INSIDE AND OUT.....
OF MY SOUL....ALWAYS...DOES IT FIND.....
ME IN THIS GARDEN.....WITH TEARS.....SIMPLY LOSING MY HEARTSMIND}:}:....
PAIN}:....TRYING TO DROWN ME}:}:}:OH WHERE HAVE YOU GONE}:?.....
MY FRIEND}:}:??WHY AM I NOW ALONE?}:.....
WHEN ONCE YOU FOUND ME??}:}:IS THIS FOREVER OUR END??}:}:...FLOWERS IN FRONT.....LILLYS BEHIND.....
WHY?}:......WHAT FOR?}:THAT L... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 67 |
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| BLACK RAIN |
| "BLACK RAIN"
DARKNESS OF PAIN....BLACKNESS IN SPACE....EMPTYNESS OF...
LOVES HURT....LEFT ME....LOST....DEEP.....IN MY...SOULS....ABYSS.....
REMEMBERING...YOUR LIPPS....TOUCHING YOUR LOVING FACE...
TRYING...JUST TO GET OUT...OF THIS}:}:}:...HORRIBLE...SUFFERING PLACE.....
...A TINY VESSEL...IS...MY HEART...DRIFTING ON.....ENDLESS SEAS....
SEAS...OF ENDLESS TEARS...FROM...YOUR LOVE & THOSE BEAUTIFUL LOST YEARS....WHY??....WAS OUR LOVE...TO NOT....FOREVER BE?.....
TO ONLY ... |
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| "AN I LOOKED.....AN BEHELD....A PALE HORSE...
AND HIS NAME THAT SAT UPON HIM WAS....DEATH.....
AND...HELL.....FOLLOWED WITH HIM........
AN I LOOKED AND BEHELD .....FOUR BLACK HORSES.....
SO BEAUTIFUL....... I LOST MY BREATH!.........
SHEER BLACKNESS BEGUILD MY SOUL....
AND THIER NAMES THAT SAT UPON THEM WERE....STARVATION,
WAR,....TERROR,....PESTILENCE!... TO DESTROY EVERY NATION!
WAS THEIR ONLY GOAL.....SO FAST I RAN...AS FAST AS I COULD...
AND HAVENT STOPPED RUNNING SINCE!}:}:... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 83 |
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| THE MIRROR |
| "THE MIRROR"
as i see my image in the mirror...
i see my life getting oh so clearer......
wanting to live longer and do much more....
wondering why and what has this time on earth stood for??
i dont see the young one i was anymore..}:
why has nature played such a cruel joke on me?...what for?..
my mind is still innocent or as child enjoys life....
but "the mirror" dosent lie it cuts you like a knife....}:
your reflection shows all is not forever....
and you can n... |
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| THE FALL...OF OUR LIFE |
| "THE FALL}:....OF OUR...LIFE}:"
NOW YOUR GONE....GONE FOREVER}:....JUST NOT HERE?}:.....
NOT AGAIN ...NOT EVER....NOT EVEN ANOTHER YEAR....
I STORE ALL THIS HURT...INSIDE.....ONE LITTLE TEAR}:.....
WINTERS END ...WINTERS FINAL SOUL....
FINDS MY HEART ALL ALONE}:...SO EMPTY}:....SO COLD}:....
YOU WERE ALWAYS THERE TO SAVE MY DAY}:}:....
....NOW I DONT KNOW IF I CAN GO ON}:...OR.....FIND MY WAY}:}:....
THE FALL}:.....OF OUR...LIFE}:.......MY FATHER}:...YOUR CHILD...
A MOT... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 62 |
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| "TIME"
time............time?.......time........moments....hours...............
a duration in life........of sweetness.....to grow...one of gods flowers.....
time?............time.........our existence measured in space.............
time is not a friend of lovers}:....it takes us away from this place...}:
and once our heart n soul finds their goal.......death takes its toll}:}:}:}:}:.....
time....oh cruel time......why only moments?why only awhile?}:}:......
oh time}:}:...give... |
| By: JAMESMPATTERSON | Views: 54 |
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| ANOTHER LIFE |
| "ANOTHER LIFE?"
AS MY SOUL GOES ON AT--THIS POINT-- IN MY LIFE
I LOOK BACK AT ALL THE WONDEROUS EXPERIANCES
ALONG WITH ALL THE PAIN,TEARS,& STRIFE--
WOULD I RELIVE THE SAME PATH IF I HAD THE --CHOICE--
CAN OUR -SOULS- BE OUR-- INNER--VOICE--
IS A LIFE.--LIVED--LIVED IN--VAIN--
TO LIVE IT AGAIN--IS THAT--INSANE?--
WOULD YOU TRADE ALL THE--LOVE--AND EVERY TOUCH
TO LIVE--ANOTHER LIFE--A SECOND TIME ON EARTHS GROUND--
WOULD YOU BE LOVED--AS MUCH--THE SECOND--TIME AROUND--... |
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Raise the chalice!
The serpent is destroyed as the candle of white burns with purity and truth beside the candle of black that reflects our loss.
Release the dove.
The wheel of fortune turns slowly as the candle of pink sends love in your honour, guiding the heart.
Bury the hurt so it can transform and bleed whilst the blue candle offers tranquility.
Amidst the darkness, in the name of Gaia, the gold candle flickers with confidence as the red candle battles for strength and ... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 61 |
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| Dual Feelings |
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You say you’d promise me
The whole world if you could
But don’t make promises you can’t keep
I know you say you would
I want you to scream at me
Make it worth it, every word
So you broke my heart
Why don’t you ruin my whole world
I’m not good for you
Run, sweetie, run for your life
You’re too nice for my poison eyes
The charming blade of the sharpest knife
Why don’t you tear me to shreds
Like my last day is every day
Make me hate m... |
| By: CarpeNoctem1 | Views: 66 |
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| In an Inner Cell |
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We’re not falling in love
And I’m falling apart
Kiss me goodnight
Rip out my heart
We’re not running this fast
We’re just running away
Alone every night
Gone every day
Don’t give it all up
Just let it all go
My heart is yours
But what do I know
The fingers that were yours once
Fumble for this secret key
I’m not sure what I’m looking for
But where could it be?
You surround me
But I can’t see you
I can taste you in the air
I ... |
| By: CarpeNoctem1 | Views: 66 |
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| Interview with Lea Schizas - Editor in Chief from Red Rose Publications |
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Hello everyone and welcome to 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I am your host Dave Tallman, founder of Fictionwritersgroup.com and today I will be chatting with Lea Schizas from Red Rose Publications.
Let’s get started:
Me:
I read on your bio that you are both the Submissions Editor and the Editor in Chief of Red Rose Publishing, wow that must be exciting. How did you get into the field?
LS:
Dave, you know it’s important for a writer to build a platform, to get thei... |
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| Crafty Discovery |
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“Woo…Did you see that?”
“What was that?”
“I don’t know. But man that was freaky!”
“Tim, I think it landed in the woods, somewhere over there!”
“Let’s go check it out, Bill!”
“That thing was huge, Tim!”
“Slow down, Bill, I can’t run as fast as you!”
“ I think it landed over here somewhere!”
“I see it, over there on the other side of that field”
“... |
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One last thing – I have just added a new feature where all our members will be notified by email whenever anyone adds a new posting, or challenge response and also when someone places a comment on a post. Now we will be a much more interactive group!!
I am so excited by all of these updates – and I’m not done yet – did you notice the music is gone? Right now Tom Averna has provided me with an excellent lead in, but…
I can place any MP3 re... |
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| Ok more important news: Now that it is FREE to be a writer on the site does that mean that no one has to pay in at all?
Will everyone be FREE, you ask? - not completely.
IF you have a NOVEL or any kind of BOOK you would like to PROMOTE OR ADVERTISE AS FOR SALE then I would ask that you sign up for one of new "Advertising Associate Memberships" and place your promotional postings in our newest category THE BOOK ZONE where you can upload your cover art, have up to 5000 word... |
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| FREE TO USE FWG!!! |
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Hello everyone, Dave here and I just wanted to let you all know about some of the very exciting changes going on right now at FWG!
As you can see by our new look, I have allowed the site to carry Google ads. At first I tried to refrain from selling off ad space on the site, but I just never felt right about charging members for the privilege of using FWG.
So the first and most important change I wanted to talk to you all about; is that it is now free to Read and Write on the site!!... |
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| Love Today, Let Yesterday Worry |
| I have one tiny hand in yours
And one weary foot in the grave
My head in the clouds
And my eyes on your face
One palm on your cheek
One kiss against your lips
Your whisper on my neck
Beneath your fingertips
I am fine without you
With you I am whole
Our happy little future
Means more than they can know
I've got my arms around your neck
My heart beating in my chest for you
Make it pound like no one else
You're so good at what you do
I've got "I love you" on my tongue
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| By: CarpeNoctem1 | Views: 70 |
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| Homework for week of 2-02-09 |
| Hello all and welcome to a new assignment:
This week your assignment will be to write a short story on the topic of "space flight" but here's the twist - it has to be Dialog Only.
Let your characters tell the story as they speak to each other - there is to be NO DESCRIPTIVE NARRATION! This excerise is done to help you learn how to bring your characters to life and how to let the story evolve through them.
Here's an example of a mystery I did in a workshop a few years back:
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| The Nefarious Tongue |
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Victoria Babione had everything she wanted. She had a successful career, beauty, talent and a host of extravagant material possessions. There was nothing that Victoria felt she lacked in life. Every person and every thing within her circle was perfectly placed precisely where she wanted them. Even her lovers knew their place in fulfilling her needs and desires. Crossing the line was not an option. In her eyes she was queen of the world that she so carefully created…that is until the... |
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| Ode to the Moron |
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Ode to the moron who beats his wife,
Who causes her pain and endless strife,
Who tramples upon her every dream,
Who makes her tears a constant stream.
Ode to the moron who strikes his child
Believing it will keep her from running wild,
Excusing his actions with foolish reason
As man of the house he has committed treason.
Ode to the moron who throws his cat
Against the wall where he hangs his hat,
Who causes the feline to run in fear,
Every time that he comes near.
Ode ... |
| By: lanyon | Views: 68 |
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| Ghost Whisperer |
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Restless spirits wander the earth
Searching for places to hide
From the living who come to dwell
In places where they still reside.
Memories are treasured here
In limbo days unnumbered
Where time is lost to the ages
And little is remembered.
The same day plays eternal
In this endless season
Where the light has failed to shine
On souls left for an unknown reason.
Restless spirits come to me
Tell me of your woes
Tell me what you are hiding from
Is it a secret no one k... |
| By: lanyon | Views: 64 |
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| A Killing Parrot |
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A Killing Parrot
Walking down the busy sidewalk, the sun blazing down on the concrete, Brad sees the window to the pet shop on his left; he had been looking forward to visiting this shop for the past 3 months after purchasing a fish tank and some fish. They were always getting in new things that Brad had never seen before; like those ugly fish called dragon fish. Those creatures looked like something from the deep depths of a bottomless ocean. Reaching to open the pet shop door, ... |
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Snow Day
Marla woke with a start as the alarm clock blared its annoying tone, reaching over trying to hit the snooze button one last time, remembering the snow storm that was suppose to start earlier this morning, with a groan, Marla sits up on the edge of the bed rubbing and wiping the sandman sand out of her eyes. Checking to make sure the alarm is off, Marla groggily makes her way into the kitchen, stopping to turn on the TV before entering the kitchen. The coffee was almost r... |
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A patchwork of flesh covered his frame,
Pieces from many broken hearts.
No one mourned him,
Nor did they celebrate his birth.
He was what was left over
From someone else’s grief.
He was the remnant
Of love stained tears.
But love…
Never cried for him.
He had a tender heart,
That did not beat.
He had a voice,
That did not speak.
He showed compassion,
In like he was despised.
He was all alone,
Loneliness his only friend.
This blasphem... |
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| The Dare |
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Sitting alone in the dead of night
Aching with chills of dread,
Incapacitated, frozen with fright
At the sight of the walking dead.
From out of their graves they climb,
Clothes withered with age,
Seeking a new life sublime
Upon this provisional stage.
I sit here on a dare alone
Watching them come for me,
Realizing I must now atone
For sins I’ve made against thee.
Forgive me Lord for my wrongful ways,
Grant me your grace this eve,
I promise you the rest of my da... |
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| 1-31-09 Saturday Night Write-In |
| Hello all, tonight I will be starting a new thread - the Monster in the LAke is still open if anyone would like to continue on that story as well. But I thought we might try to change gears here and go a little darker and nastier tonight. Tonight I'm in the mood for a little BLOOD.
Darius slid along the wall, his hightened senses a buzz with the night's movements. He could feel every living thing around him, feel their heart beats calling to him, but above all of that he could taste her... |
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| Lycan's Tale |
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In the quiet stillness of the night,
You can hear the Lycan’s cry,
Music to the untrained ear,
Like a sorrow filled lullaby.
Mist spread across the forest floor
Carried in by the turbulent sea,
Hiding the man that lay beneath
Who waits patiently for me.
I smelled the scent of my lover
Held captive in the air,
Forcing me to run to him
Greeting a blood stained stare.
Clouds smothered the moon’s light,
Shadows camouflaged by the dark,
As I took my lover&rsqu... |
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| Being There |
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I saw a vision
Inside a dream;
It was of you
Lost within yourself.
I stood outside your world
Watching your mistakes,
Knowing someday you would need me
And I would be there.
Sometimes I would feel your pain
So much that I would cry,
Not understanding the loneliness
That was not my own.
I reached out to you
And you felt me,
But I couldn’t take the hurt away.
Such a helpless thought.
For being there
Just doesn’t seem to be enough.
I’m confused&... |
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| Spiritual Warrior |
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Come forth Spiritual Warrior
Awaken and arise,
For in the heart is truth
And in the mind are lies.
Your mind is telling you
That your fears are not small,
Open your heart brave warrior
And you will defeat them all.
This great beast you have created,
All of your fear and doubts and pain,
Is nothing more than an illusion
Pumping through your veins.
The soul’s quest for enlightenment,
Of all things do understand,
Are suppressed by this creature,
Arise and take a ... |
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Shadows stretch forth beneath the full moon’s breast
Hiding treachery within its dark embrace.
Foreboding calls to the innocent
Who wait for the ravenous to come. |
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| Interview with Dan and Lauran from New Egland Horror Writers |
| Hello and welcome once again to 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I’m your host Dave Tallman and today I will be chatting with Daniel G. Keohane and L. L. Soares, the two current co-chairs of the New England Horror Writers (NEHW). The organization’s website can be found at: www.newenglandhorror.org
First let me say thank you for agreeing to do this interview with me, now let’s get to it.
ME: Dan and Lauran, before we get any deeper into the interview, could you explai... |
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| Interview with Shaun Farrel of Adventures in SciFi Publishing! |
| Hello and welcome to another segment of 10 Quick Question with Dave, I am your host Dave Tallman the founder of Fictionwritersgroup.com, and today I have the truly unique opportunity to interview with none other the master podcaster himself, that’s right I get to be the one to interview Shaun Farrel, the creator and host of Adventures In SciFi Publishing! Shaun has over the last couple of years made his mark on the publishing community by interviewing a veritable who’s who of the... |
| By: SiteManager | Views: 127 |
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Place your add here!! Why waste time and money on a hit or miss pay-per-click campaign when you can target directly in your market base. Over 3000 readers visit our site each month!!
Become a member and upload your adds here in Services Rendered - include images and links back to your main site - up to 5000 words of text to showcase what you do and why our members and rea... |
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| The Book Zone Intro |
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Place an add for your Novel here!!
Upload your Cover Art - List your Personal Bio
Post Teasers from your Novel - up to 5000 words
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| Interview with Ron McClung from Con Carolinas |
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Hello all, and welcome once again to 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I’m your host Dave Tallman founder of Fictionwritersgroup.com and today I am chatting with Ron McClung, Vice Chair of ConCarolinas 2009, in Charlotte, NC.
Okay enough of me let’s get to the interview:
Me:
First let me thank you for doing this interview Ron, now let’s dig right in:
Let’s start with the obvious question – what is ConCarolinas and where can we find out more about ... |
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| Homework for week of 1-26-09 |
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Ok here is the deal, each week I will post a scenario for you to write about complete with a list of items or words or phrases that need to be included in your story.
Everyone who completes the homework assignment gets extra credit on the score board (and that is important - I have some new features coming up that will tie into the scores).
Here is the assignment for week one 1-26-09
Write a short story about a train wreck
Include in your story the following... |
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| Intro to Mondays are Murder |
| Let's work on that Murder Mystery you've always wanted to.
Post your own stories here or if you have an idea for a story and want help then we can all work on it together!! |
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| Member Interviews |
| Hello all, Dave here.
I am going to be posting a series of member interviews - along the same line as the interviews that I am conducting in 10 Quick Questions with Dave. Only here we can be more interactive in the process and a bit more in depth.
If you are interested in becoming featured in a member interview just leave note in the comment box below and we'll get to work on them.
Let everyone know why you write and what your hopes are where you want to go within the writing world but al... |
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| Site up dates |
| Hello everyone, me again.
As you may have noticed the banner has changed and that damned music is gone!!
I had the tech guys free up that space for me to use, now that I have total control over it I'm looking for good ideas what to put up there - give me your suggestions below in the comment box.
Also, I have the ability to record my own opening sequence - anyone up for a sound bite intro to the group?
If you have a great voice and would like to have your sound bite played when visitors... |
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| Anthology being assembled |
| Hello everyone, Dave here, with Great News - I just finished the rough drafting of our first poetry anthology - "Poems and Prose - Voices Unheard" is what I had in mind for a title - but I am open to suggestion, it is after all, all of your works so you should decide the name! Leave suggestions in the comment box below.
I will be contacting all members included in the anthology work for a consent to publish and then setting it up on as many of the "Self Publishing" sites... |
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| Losing |
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Losing
Colossal, magnetic pull.
“I am here.”
Oblivion.
Rain drips poison on life.
“What is your name?”
Pause.
Inhale.
The altar shines and all has turned to dust.
Copyright of Poppysilver |
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| An Old Saying |
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An Old Saying
Oh beautiful bellies reek of sex.
Abundant reproduction.
And what will you teach your trophy?
And what if they are blessed with two heads?
Will you profit and sell them for entertainment or understand their beauty?
For two heads are better than one!
Copyright of Poppysilver |
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| Shreds |
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Shreds
Cacophonous noise.
Internal.
Extraneous.
Unrest.
Defragmentation.
Images.
Words.
Isolation
“Don’t fragment the splinter that creates a body within this soul.”
Copyright of Poppysilver |
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| The River Runs Red |
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The River Runs Red
Eyes fierce.
Fair hair stiff beneath water and clay.
Pale flesh is stroked with works of art.
Mantras and religious chants can be heard. They resonate; these are voices to be feared.
“Cuchallain, give us the power and strength to be victorious.”
Woad decorates the faces of warriors.
As some wear armour, some wear only bravery with a simple wish to be remembered.
The war Horn blows as all stand side by side.
Spears are aimed... |
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| Jubilant January |
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Jubilant January
Dear I.
I write this to you as a reminder that my senses have fled. I have thrown away my shield and have dared to seek out dread, to destroy him.
Insignificant.
The energy of my fire burns in a wasteland.
Clarity is clouded. The sword has been used and lies broken on the mirror that mirrors my soul.
This is a time for creative dreams to be met. A time for frightening dreams to be reasoned with but non-productive thoughts block the path.
Unlike t... |
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| Sunday's Pot-Luck Poetry Club for 1/25/09 |
| Hello from Dave - today I have chosen two wonderful poems to exlplore and discuss. Feel free to comment on them and add of course add your own works right here on Sunday's Pot-Luck Poetry Club!!!
Poem #1 is from CarpeNoctem1: The Long Road
It's been a long road
A long and lonely walk with nothing
Nothing but my feet on the dirt
To remind me that I'm moving.
It's been a long time
That I've done nothing but stepped
Left, right, left, one foot in front of the other
A soldier's walk... |
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| In the Shadows |
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In the shadows
Dark and grim
Shines a light
However dim.
A woman crouched
By candle light,
One faint flicker
In the night.
Her clothes are bloody
Ripped and torn,
Her mind in torment
From endless scorn.
That flicker, that light
That helps her see,
Will fill her soul,
Will set her free.
Oppression, dominance,
Chains that bind,
Emptiness, searching,
But will never find.
Help me Lord
To make him see
How his anger
Is killing me.
Three hearts broke
Ca... |
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| Creature |
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A patchwork of flesh covered his frame,
Pieces from many broken hearts.
No one mourned him,
Nor did they celebrate his birth.
He was what was left over
From someone else’s grief.
He was the remnant
Of love stained tears.
But love…
Never cried for him.
He had a tender heart,
That did not beat.
He had a voice,
That did not speak.
He showed compassion,
In like he was despised.
He was all alone,
Loneliness his only friend.
This blasphemous... |
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| The Dare |
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Sitting alone in the dead of night
Aching with chills of dread,
Incapacitated, frozen with fright
At the sight of the walking dead.
From out of their graves they climb,
Clothes withered with age,
Seeking a new life sublime
Upon this provisional stage.
I sit here on a dare alone
Watching them come for me,
Realizing I must now atone
For sins I’ve made against thee.
Forgive me Lord for my wrongful ways,
Grant me your grace this eve,
I promise you the rest of my da... |
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| Saturday Night Write-In for January 24th |
| Ok this is getting good guys - will our young couple survive? Or are they fish food? Their lives are in your hands, is this where the story ends? Let me know if you'd like to start a new thread or go head and start one on your own - and don't forget to invite all your friends.
The water rippled and swelled, a large lump growing beneath the surface as something dark and large forced its way free of the watery depths.
As the creature made it way to the surface, light began penetratin... |
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| Interview with Robert S. Rhine from Girls and Corpses Magazine |
| Hello and welcome once again to 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I am your host Dave Tallman and in this segment I will be chatting with Robert S. Rhine. Robert is the creative force behind the magazine that is giving a tongue in cheek kick in the arse to the Advertising Industry and Men’s Magazines everywhere, I am of course speaking of The Beauty and The Beast of the publishing world – Girls and Corpses Magazine. And yes, it is exactly what it claims to be!! So brace yourselves ... |
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| Member Introductions |
| Hello everyone, I'm Dave the founder of Fictionwritersgroup.com and I want to personally thank you all for being members here on our site. I'd like to take a moment to give a heads up as to what's been going on behind the scenes here at FWG.
Time has been flying by fast since I started this site in the later months of 2008. There have been design flaws to overcome, programming errors to debug and over the past few weeks I have been busy building contacts and conducting interviews with Auth... |
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| Interview with Marc Miller of Zona Con |
| Hello all, and welcome to another rendition of 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I’m your host Dave Tallman, founder of Fictionwritersgroup.com and today I am chatting with Anime Convention promoter Marc Miller CEO of Hole In The Head Comics Inc, out of PA. We will be chatting about his event Zona Con that he is sponsoring down in sunny Orlando Florida on November 20th thru the 22nd of 2009.
Ok then enough jabbering from me, let’s dig right in:
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Marc lets start with the o... |
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| Vampire's Dream |
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Streams of blood gather into pools,
Drops like honey sweet and red
Flow freely from those trusting fools
Who desire to join me in my bed.
Bodies betrayed consumed by lust,
Blinded by passion yet unknown,
Follow me with absolute trust
To a dungeon built of sand and stone.
Excitement builds as shackles lock
And fear reaches the hearts of men
I take this time to gently mock
How in their pain I find my Zen.
Hunger mounts an attack on me
As I am helpless in this fight,
W... |
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| 10 Quick Questions with Dave - interview with If-E-Zine creator Charles Shaver |
| Hello again everyone and welcome back to 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I’m your host Dave Tallman, Founder of Fictionwritersgroup.com. Today I am chatting with Charles Shaver from the online magazine known as “If – E – Zine™: The Free Online Magazine of Thrilling Speculative Fiction!” which can be found at http://www. thelordshen. com/ for those of you who are not familiar with his Scifi based mag.
Okay, lets get right into:
Me:
The title of your onli... |
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| Death To Nature |
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We are death to nature.
Creations of metal upon uninviting metal.
Brick upon dull brick.
Track upon track that leads to nowhere, except twisted bone and sinew.
We are death to nature.
And images of the dead bird, they do not leave the mind.
The heart cannot heal as it witnesses the fall of all things beautiful.
And so one asks them what the point is writing this is.
There has to be a point.
As I sit housed underneath brick upon dull brick and travel upon... |
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| The Vision |
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This is a futile attempt to keep a familiar voice alive.
This is a weak attempt to reason why I still condemn myself through guilt.
Whisper to me that I could not have improved the situation in some way for my faith has diminished to the point that I have none.
Take away this vision of stretched out hands reaching out for help on a desolate shore, and then maybe I can connect with the present and not stay submerged in the past.
But how is this possible when the days are fea... |
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| Meditation |
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“Courage is to dare to know infinity.”
I am a coward.
“Just because you cannot see the sun it does not mean it is not shining.”
I continue to fail to see the light.
Frustration caresses impatience.
Doubt bathes confusion.
And yet I am forced to reflect on why the clouds in the nighttime sky look so bright when I cannot see the moon.
Reflection dances happily with irony.
Copyright of Poppysilver |
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| Two Minutes Silence |
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Two minutes silence laments sacrifice.
Blood stained tears upon field over field.
For some identity is lost, unknown.
These words are written at a time when they have lost all meaning compared to a time when words meant everything.
Emotions suffocated in mud as a hope was delivered by air.
Across barren land fear befriended ignorance.
What was the cause of this?
I think his name was WAR.
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| Hopeless Hope |
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Restless as the clouds in this town called Ghost.
Lungs drown in vengeful rain.
Attempt to sing, melody stumbles in darkness.
The first tear is called Reflection.
The second bears no name.
The third connects A and B to C.
I am learning to swim in this salty pool of ambition.
I cannot swim anymore.
I cannot swim.
I cannot.
I……
Words disown me.
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| It snowed outside |
| I played like a child today cause it snowed outside
I danced with the kids, jumped and sang silly songs
We went out and made a snowman
built it right there on the front lawn.
They grabbed their sleds and headed for the hill
I shoveled the walk and blew out the drive.
Then it was my turn to go for a ride
I took the sled and made it down alive.
There were important things to do
but I didn't do it.
Responsibilities to keep
But I said screw it.
Yeah, I acted like a ... |
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| January 17th 2009 Saturday Night Write-In |
| Here's where we stand so far - our young couple, Carrie and Allen are trapped on the lake while beneath them the monster slowly rises. What will happen to them this week - That's all up to you!!!
Add your new line in the commment box below and we'll build our story as we go.
The water rippled and swelled, a large lump growing beneath the surface as something dark and large forced its way free of the watery depths. As the creature made it way to the surface, light began penetrating the w... |
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| Interview with Barry McDonald fro Screams of Terror |
| Hello and welcome to 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I am your host Dave Tallman the founder of Fictionwritersgroup.com and in this week’s Q&A installment I will be taking a turn toward the Darkside and talking to Barry McDonald the creative force behind Screams of Terror, one of the longest operating online ezines on the web and your all purpose Horror Fan site.
For those of you who have never been to Barry’s site, it is a trip indeed. There are articles to read and art ga... |
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| Intro to Sunday's Pot-Luck Poetry Club |
| Hello and welcome to Sunday's Pot-Luck Poetry Club - in this category all our writers are welcome to join in a collaboration of Poems and Prose.
Feel free to feed off of one another's postings and creative energy. I will be beginning a poem with a single line and from there it all yours, take it where ever and how ever you want!!
Our first Pot-Luck posting will be on Sunday January 18th, 2009. Until then think poetic thoughts and keep those typing fingers warmed up by posting in other cat... |
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| Image # 3 – And just exactly what is on her mind? |
| Commercial madness gains and we lose.
And what is loss?
An individual perspective.
Greed, greed and damned greed.
Superficial exteriors house eyes that conceal many lies.
We are death to sprituality.
We are death to nature.
We are robotic spies to material mayhem.
We are all in the firing line for the blame.
And so it shall be!
We are all bearing the shame of covert operations to keep us entertained.
What the eyes do not see they do not have to comprehend.
Commercial madness is ou... |
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| Sylvia Plath |
| One of my favourite poets would have to be Sylvia Plath! Fantastic imagery and depth:) |
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| Anna Kavan |
| Personally for me I would have to say Anna Kavan is my favourite author:) A disturbed, sensitive soul that held such dark images and knew only too well that some demons can only be fought alone! :)
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| Light and Darkness |
| Could it be that for the first time the map before my eyes makes sense?
Lines no longer lead to nowhere but lead to a destination called future.
Is it possible that light has destroyed darkness?
Have nightmares been defeated as feeling cradles numbness?
Emotions are argumentative for I am:
Immersed in reflection.
Fearfully contemplative.
Anxiously blessed.
Nostalgically weak.
To suffer these intolerable hours of separation is to feel as the writer who can no longer decorate an empty ... |
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| New Year, Same Old Suit |
| Let's voice a resolution to the ether
Glasses suspended in mid - air
One wish failed is another wish fulfilled
Jubilant laughter does not pierce blue tones
A new year swarms but wears the same old suit
Let's voice a resolution to the ether and listen as it laughs back
I can hear it, can you?
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| Interview with Paul Levinson #1 |
| Hello and welcome to 10 Quick Questions with Dave, I am your host Dave Tallman the founder of Fictionwritersgroup.com and in this my first Q&A installment to this newest feature on the site I will be chatting with the best man for the job of going first; none other than the guru of all things Media, Mr. Paul Levinson!
Paul’s resume is so long and amazing that it would take half a day just to copy it all down so I’ll just give you the highlights of his career. Look him up on ... |
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| A Bad Shopping Day |
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“I’m heading out now,” Paula shouts to the seemingly empty room while grabbing the purse, heading for the door. Unsure if Jeff even heard, she pauses to look over toward the TV, just as suspected, engulfed in the video game again, readies to repeat the announcement.
“Jeff, I’m…”
“Alright Mom, I heard you the first time!” Annoyed with his mother’s constant nagging, glad she is finally going out and leaving him alone to con... |
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| A Night to Remember |
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A Night To Remember
Catching the signal from one of her friends, Karla brushed her skirt, took a deep breath and walked towards where he was sitting. The library was filled with other students there for free study period, gathered at tables, sitting in booths, or looking for study material for reports. Walking past a table to where he sat in a booth, setting her things down in the next booth. Looking over at him as she took the booth, thinking of how she loved the way the wisps of curls ... |
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| Falling Apart, Apart From You |
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Maybe you can’t feel it
The aching hole left where you used to be
Just feel it
Because how badly has this ruined me
It burns like whiskey when I wake up
And when I go to sleep
It takes so much to hang on
That I don’t have the strength
To let you go
Maybe it’s just me
But can’t you try to see
The damage in my eyes you do
When you look at me
And the streaks on my face
You’re too cold to stay
Make me wish that I was never in love quite this way
The... |
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| Jan 10th 2009 Saturday Night Write-In |
| In this newest category I will be posting one line of a story, and then it is up to YOU to add lines (one at a time please) in the comment box below the posting.
At the end of the weekend I will take all the lines posted and create a new story out of them - all contributors will recieve a certification of participation (both on the site here and in MYSPACE if you have a membership there as well!!)
Come and play if you can and watch for more interactive features to be added to the site ove... |
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| Clueless. |
| Hello out there! Carpe Noctem here.
I'm beginning to apply to schools and I'm planning on majoring in English with an emphasis on creative writing, but I wanted to double major and try my hand at philosophy. It sounds infinitely appealing, which is great, but I was thinking to myself about college and I suddenly realized I had very little planned for afterwards.
So I ask you all, what the heck does a philosopher do once they're out of college? Where would I be employed? I want to have a job... |
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| Intro to A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words |
| So here is a new Category for everyone to try out - I will be placing images on the home page with a number and a tag line beneath them, when you pick a picture to write about list the image and and tag line and then run with it.
Have a great time and let your mind go to places it may not have gone otherwise, this is a great way to stir your imagination and get those old creative juices flowing!!
I hope you take advantage of this new Category and I can't wait to read your works!!
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| Grief |
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Grief
I need strength!
Frightening visions are engulfing my senses.
A friend is lost.
Memories are painful and tears flow too easily, blurring a summer's day.
Will I meet old souls again when I return?
Will their eyes give me comfort and reassure me that life is indeed eternal, infinite, a lesson, a test!
Laughing at fate is not so easy when the heart beats out of time.
Pointless days lay apathetic hands upon my face.
Sleep is minimal.
Countless, numbing hours. The clock ticks an... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 75 |
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| The Journey |
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Today of all day's! Why is this journey neccessary?
The light hurts my eyes. It blinds me with brightness but not clarity.
I have little luggage to take with me. Anxiety and sadness keep themselves content in silence. Intrusive thoughts are not so silent and make themselves heard rather too loudly. The tone of their voice is as abrasive as the machinery surrounding me.
Contented when one. Disillusioned when divided.
Lines that separate, twist and turn like fate itself.
Nothing but ... |
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| Observing |
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No more does this body have use for vanity.
Once useful, it now ceases to function.
Clinical drapes do not hide the scene for the patterns on them form faces, observing all.
Tiled floors are awash with disease and imprints from angry footsteps.
Statues, robotic assistants stand stationery. Cold, they do not communicate.
Born in blood, alone.
Solitary confinement searches for us all at some point.
Strange how alone you can be when the light is growing dimmer or are we ever alone?
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| No Shelter |
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Angles tolerate each other's prescence, rooftops almost touching.
White washed walls create a blank canvass.
Windows are open in the hope that stagnant energy will disperse, be cast away into the ether to be dissolved, extinguished.
Strange how swollen, dark clouds hover over this house longer than the other houses that stand to attention in a uniformed line.
An eerie silence.
A gentle breeze.
The promise of Autumn.
Moments lost. Each teardrop merges with this vast ocean and becomes... |
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| Alone |
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We have come undone.
Confused in the control of the masses.
Can the code be broken, shattered with truth?
Faith seeps like sand through fragile fingers.
Roses and rubies are replaced by dust.
From freedom gained and freedom lost, would this face be missed amongst such chaos?
Fragments have replaced the whole picture.
The moon has severed her connection with the sky, her white ribbons soiled.
I raise my head and not my hopes.
I swim alongside this herring called Red. His friend dec... |
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| Dead End |
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If one suffers for these words that decorate the page.
Is that worthy of martyrdom?
Is there such a judge who can measure suffering?
Apocalyptic sky emits a red aura.
Crushed.
Denied motivation.
Lost as an artist who no longer owns the vision. As a writer who can no longer write the words that are destroying them.
Left or right?
Choose the lesser of the two evils.
Right.
Nothing gained, nothing lost.
Blue envelopes red.
There is an all consuming battle.
Colours clash and canc... |
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| Divination |
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A meeting of the conscious and the unconscious.
Can courage guide the senses when it is robed in distraction?
Thoughts avoid clarity.
Serpents wait patiently.
The tower crumbles underneath the ever watching, patient eye.
The flames grow higher.
Wave upon wave for countless days.
Take this sorrow.
Immerse it.
Baptise it.
Take it away so it can bleed and heal.
Insignificant.
I submit.
Time to dream, let the silence tolerate this breakdown.
There is a time to be silent and stil... |
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| Death of a Muse |
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Sunlight stretches across the cracked pavement but does not reach me as I can no longer reach those who fall around me.
Planets groan deafeningly as shrugged shoulders support the waxing weight of the world.
From whom should I seek guidance whilst my dreams still have a heartbeat?
Erato? In the hope that one can be as beautifully poetic as she.
Terpsichore? So one can dance whilst poetry is happily sung.
Polyhymnia? So one can meditate and be pensive hidden from view underneath the pr... |
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| Ominous October |
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Apprehension. There is a touch of eeriness to the ether.
Such force and determination in the wind. It sails over houses and makes no apology for its interruption.
Leaves of ivy invite the eyes with their rustic redness. A touch of pink amongst the green warms the spirit. A butterfly upon a wall dressed in green ivy. How striking are the wings of bright orange! There are black circles adding contrast to the arresting orange. Flowers reach towards the light, so fragile, victims ... |
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| Nostaligic November |
| Green has lost its brightness.
Yellow gives way to rustic brown and covering all is constant rain.
Amongst such chaos this face is unrecognised but just because you cannot see the sun it does not mean it is not shining.
For a moment (a daydream) I feel as though I could soar as an eagle but the next moment I realise that it is impossible.
Too many emotions block the senses.
With floodgates open one can only keep treading water. Life cannot be surrendered whilst misunderstood.
I am invi... |
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| Who Haunts Me? |
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Is this intelligent communication?
No talisman is powerful enough to protect me.
No light shines from above or from within.
Courage kneels frightened in the corner of the room.
This is not a hypnogogic state.
It can not be madness. I will not allow that to be the case!
Paralysis clothes me in sombre colours.
One is condemned in the night, like a sparrow to the clutches of a bird of prey.
Insomnia is no silent intruder.
His heavy footsteps circle the room.
His whispers his name.
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| Trixma |
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Held captive in not one chamber but many inside this pyramid of deception, of mastered illusion and various levels of knowledge.
No common ground.
Lines have been crossed with covert, invalid actions.
As bridges burn a release must be found from within. Anoint ourselves, holding the flames high for others who do not see they are trapped in this maze.
The human mind has been imprisoned. Thoughts are no longer our own, they are manipulated to believe lies that suffocate ot... |
| By: Poppysilver | Views: 81 |
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| The Poppies Fall (for Anna) |
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Life sometimes robs us of choice. Even a field of a thousand acres could not grant us the freedom we desire. The fair-haired girl stood a structure of burdened fate before the open galaxy. The foreign body of voluntary deliverance held her hostage; distorting her vision of the night sky.
That solemn, divine star shone brightly; confusing her even more, never offering answers to her questions.
Her whispers would echo despair and torture from the world. True, the world is chaotic; b... |
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| A Night to Remember |
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Catching the signal from one of her friends, Karla brushed her skirt, took a deep breath and walked towards where he was sitting. The library filled with other students there for free study period, gathered at tables, sitting in booths, or looking for study material for reports. Walking past a table to where he sat in a booth, setting her things in the next booth, looking over at him as she took the booth, thinking of how she loved the way the wisps of curls on his head were, knowing how mu... |
| By: lnelson | Views: 108 |
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| January 2009 |
| Happy New Year, all! Hope my little article on resolution suggestions is helpful.
I'd like to apologize in advance for these next two months. I have been temporarily hired for full-time work through the end of February, in addition to my copyediting projects that I have lined up. I will not be able to put up reviews quite as regularly for these next two months, but I will certainly try to post at least once every two weeks.
As always, feel free to post suggestions for what reviews you wo... |
| By: LauraFedora | Views: 161 |
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| A little self promotion |
| Taken directly from our Official Press Release Statement in the NorthWest Science Fiction Society news:
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But we are more than just that. With our continuously expanding network of Proofreaders... |
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