Young Writers Society

I thought he was kind I thought he was wise I thought he was funny I thought he was free But there she was Her blonde hair Her sparkling blue ...

Burning cold, Biting frost, The sky is falling; I am lost. A simple poem, it came to me as I was trudging through the snow and cold today...

I need all constructive comments and criticism you can give me about this please Black Rain Then “This is so perfect,” Kesi smiled, holding her newborn child in her arms, ...

The ritual of writing presses down upon her. She cannot resist it; it pulls like a blackhole. Everyday she tries to ignore it, to study or talk, or read other ...

He wasn't. Pyromania Arsen burning black paper coffins bleached blue In his kindergarten classroom At the tender age of two Round the witching month A couple days, beyond the witching ...

So, it was on the event of the birth of my twenty-third younger brother that the twenty-two of us were divided into eleven groups, two of us in each. The ...

My uncle is a decent fellow, until it comes to horse racing. He devotes his life and money to the sport and the local derbies are his destination every once ...

I'm not pretty. I'm not skinny. I don't have a lot to offer. I don't have much to give. Why are you still here? Why haven't you gone for something ...

Dont look at me that way, I cant stand it. I don't have enough energy, nor do i have time to tell you how mad I am. So as i ...

Any words like t.his mean that the . needs to be there or my computer will take out the word Comments/suggestions appreaciated ------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 5 Emily w

Let's be reasonable Let's talk about it No more silent treatment And no more shouting We've got to clear this up- If we can Let's be reasonable Let's talk about ...

Reste ici une moment I am drowning in dreams Because those eyes can’t be real Abstracted and perfectly wild There’s nothing tame about you, you know I saw how you ...

Like a good girlfriend I sit here and do nothing While you don't talk to me because you have chores to do Like a good girlfriend, I say I love ...

you have to be worse to get better but waiting sometimes is a long time. and sometimes, all you feel is the cold when you wake up in the morning. ...

Just a writing exercise to get rid of the buffalo sitting on my hand aka writers block. CL ------------------ Love the ideal is a stroll through Walled Rose Gardens, the ...