Young Writers Society

Part I :-: The sun glinted off the black metal and windows of the Apache gunship and its accompanying gray Blackhawk. They thundered over the vast green haziness of the ...

Very nice, Brad. You know I'm fond of your work. My biggest suggestion would be to (in some way) move the second stanza to a more active tone. The languid ...

SHADOW DANCE A shadow walks this road so lonely Fading from the darkened past I remember what the fire told me- That even shadows do not last A specter runs ...

(I feel obligated to at least try, so here are my notebook scratchings.) Hey, Miss Beautiful Can you feel the buzz? Lithium is lying on your tongue and you - ...

This was an interesting project I had to do in my English class. We had to read Sound of Thunder by Ray Bradbury, and then compose a poem solely from ...

A poem written for a charecter named K'ratcha. Let me know what you think. Son and Slave of Kings No rhyme can contain the tale I tell, No verse will ...

Read it, hopefully understand it. Then comment. You know the drill. UN- On the beach at Aberdaron there was a man giving donkey rides to little children. When the police ...

Alright. I'm posting my first story on here. It's untitled right now so any title suggestions would be great. So what does everyone think? **Sidhe is almost like an elf ...

I haven't really posted a story here for quite a while, so today I figured I'd quickly write one out. This isn't the type of story I normally write, but ...

In 1442, King Charles VII met Agnès Sorel, a lovely woman who was smart, beautiful, and interesting. He quickly made her his mistress and for the rest of her life, ...

Dreamscape is a fantasy book which i'm currently writing. An agent has showed interest in this and so, i thought i'd share it with you. For twenty years, she neglected ...

The Hanging November 21, 1849 – The Borough On the day of Susan Merrick’s hanging, Emily rented out our attic. Observers were willing to pay for an excellent view of ...

... 'Don't worry,' said Til, 'I don't know where I'm going.' He sat beneath the park elms and stared at the sky, light spotting his face, silvered like the tree ...

I touch, I feel the adrenaline through my fingers Every press, every skip, every step on the pedal I dance, I twinkle my body warmth creates; In my soul, an ...

The Llama stood in the middle of the field. It was a very nice day, with the sun shining brightly down on the field. Anikyru stared at the Llama with ...