Young Writers Society

A graphic novel with art and story by Jill Thompson. Its the mythic story that asks what would happen if Lucifer decided to give up the power of hell and ...

This is an incomplete story, obviously. However i'm working out some plot plausibility things currently, so this is all i can give you. cheers. Alyce It is late in November ...

I never knew When I held you close How lucky I really was But now as I sit Tears trapped In my heart I can see I had it all ...

I'm at your feet, Tears in my eyes, Can't hold on, Can't say good bye. So tired of putting on this smile, I know all I'll ever be to you, ...

[i]Wrote this last night...late. Not really sure what I was trying to say. Rhythm's off, any suggestions?[/i] You move like a rag doll A lost, absent rag doll Flopping where ...

As a horse lover, I just wrote this poem. I really love horses and exspcially racing. So I wrote this story for a racehorse, no certain one, but for all. ...

Okay, so this is a different poem... but I kinda liked it. The Box No Box Exists In Life, It only lives. It is the invisible wall, Between me and ...

Here's a little clue of what to do, if your son's best mate is Vanessa. If he likes to dance, swaps horror for romance, And applies for work ex as ...

Written while still trembling after a particularly nasty encounter with a critic on fictionpress...still makes my stomach hurt, oddly enough. I'm sure a lot of you will be able to ...

She had him under her spell again She seemed so beautiful tonight He wished that she Could feel the same way Wondered if They could really be. In his dream ...

Here's an actual chapter of my new novel; sorry for cluttering up Fantasy with all these pieces, but I promise from now on, it's going to be all in chapter ...

This is more of a fable or allegory than anything else, I think, so please keep an open mind while reading. It came off the top of my head one ...

This is Alexis, be gentle with her, she's very fragile, and I'm hoping to get a few more poems out of her. ___________________________________________________ At the spot in the room where ...

Light. It fell on a quivering, sensitive mouth. Lips. Lips were mouthing words, Words I did not want to hear. Pain. Absorbing, beautiful pain. Pain eased itself through every pore ...

She opened her door, Inviting him in, Never really knowing, He wasn't there to help. He came in and smiled, Looked around then sat down, Turned on the TV, Didn't ...