Young Writers Society

Chapter 1 I can still remember the day it all started. Well, maybe not the actual day, but at least when it started. That time, that very beginning, felt so ...

Lost in transition between parking spaces, that lie neither here nor there, but somewhere up ahead-- along the crossroads of a moment yet to come, that still is veiled in ...

THE INFILTRATION OF TRYDIA “When he took that first step into these foreign lands, he knew that he had already succeeded.” The moon shone brightly this night. That was unfortunate, ...

This is what many have thought, but many have not done; what many will to do, what many are afraid to do; to love, to live, to deny our blind ...

Wordmaker What are we called? Wordmakers. What are we born of and what do we craft? Words. What do they call us? The Inkweavers, The Invisible Mouths, The Faceless Voices ...

Manifesto of the Liberal-Fascist Party ‘Make love, then war.’Should we be elected the leader of the United Kingdom, we promise to make the following changes:1) Everyone will be given far ...

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 ...