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This is just a beginning of a story. I ran and ran. That is what I used to do, run away from my father. Why you may ask. Well, I dont blame you from asking. Many people do that, asking.
Read my post The Final Pokémon League for more infomation. It was night-time as I prepared for the final round of the last Pokémon League to be held.
Read my post The Final Pokémon League for more infomation. Battling Sandra was the last thing I wanted to do. But I had known all along that it had been inevitable.
Have faith in you and the rest will follow. <I made this quote up myself - hope you get it>.
Being the last day if April, this is coming to an end. Did you take part. If so, how did you get on. I've often wanted to give it a go but worry over the layout of how to present a script.
Who knew that April was National Poetry Month. Since 1996. I had heard of Script Frenzy held every April but NPM is news to me. However, since getting Opus, I have wrote more poems than usual..
Due to recent budget cuts and the rising cost of electricity, gas and oil, as well as current market conditions, the Light at the End of the Tunnel has been turned off..
Grace is curled up on my belly. I stroke her soft grey fur. I enjoy the warmth of her presence and take joy in the sound of her purr. I wonder if her velvet ears, can hear my heart relax.
Obviously, I don't know but I honestly believe that being a writer is harder than being an author.
Chapter 3: Full of Surprises (Part 4) Lily As we walked back to my house to get lunch, I clung to his arm and leaned against his chest. Mmm, cheese sandwiches. I grinned up at him.
Chapter 3: Full of Surprises (Part 3) Lily There was no need for a ready, steady, go. Everything felt familiar and comforting.
Chapter 3: Full of Surprises (Part 2) Lily I woke that morning to the sound of laughter.
Chapter 3: Full of Surprises (Part 1) Lily Like a magnolia painted wall, I disappeared into the background and sat in class as an observer, not a participant. I brooded over the loss of my friend.
The wife came home early and found her husband in their bedroom making love to a very attractive young woman. And she was somewhat upset. 'You are a disrespectful pig!' she cried.
Task: Write a short story (2,000 to 5,000 words) on "The Sea". Any genre. Entries must be entirely your own work and never previously published or broadcast, online or offline.
There will be an anthology published in 2013 that is currently looking for short stories on the theme of "Cat Cradle" . I'm going to send a sample of my werecat story for consideration.
Two men are out just fishing quietly and drinking beer. Almost silently, so as not to scare the fish, Bob says, 'I think I'm gonna divorce my wife.
You say you aren't tired, But I know you didn't sleep through the night. You say you're just fine, But I see the tears in you eyes. I know I should just keep quiet, And not ask you why.
I met Woody about four years ago, through a person, that every so often turned up and wanted some attention from me. This had been going on for five years or more.
One day a biker dies and finds himself in hell. As he is wallowing in despair, he has his first meeting with the devil... Satan: "Why so glum?" Biker : "What do you think.
Isn’t it bad that you have a ton of ideas in your head, but yet none of them appears on paper. Sometimes you just want to beat them out of your head. Annoying Writer’s Block..
Hello Sent from my iPhone.
It got you're attention.
Our Fathers watched as their friends died and lay injured and gassed in WW I... Our Brothers fought and some did not return from service in the various Forces.....