Young Writers Society

As a rating, R is extremely exaggerated. There's mild swearing, and nothing more. Just thought I'd be on the safe side, what with all the very young writers My Friend ...

we sit and calmly watch the future pass us by, slip through a crack in the pavement and fade to nothingness in the darkness. you smoke, i twist my ring ...

I remember walking through the steamy night mid July after it had rained for hours upon hours upon hours hoping to catch a glimpse of your bright red truck to ...

Maybe life wasn't meant to be appreciated by the living only by the dead because those whose hearts are still beating never think with their heads I wish I could ...

This is good, however it didnt evoke any emotion atall, i dont really get what the meaning is, if any. BUt you havea nice use of vocabulary, keep it up.

Taken down due to re-working

I lie adjacent to beauty; gardens of metaphors, scattered bright flowers of similes, branching to blooming imagery. Starkly contrasted with dirty crossroads of conjunctions and the interruptions of un

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[This is an excerpt from a character chapter from my work in progress (novel). I tried to make it not too long and hopefully you'll find it easily understandable. Don't ...

Betrayal The wind slices my face As I stumble to the top. The smoke billows out From me As I perch precariously On the edge. Was it worth The thirty ...

Gone With the Wind tumbleweed leaves shimmer on the emerald carpet; the old, gnarled women fan their branches, grasping for the shreds of their youth. scaling the walls of Jericho, ...

16 Oct '07: I've been doing some editing I love this story, but I want to polish it, so any crits are, as always, welcome. Johnny Appletree Round, ripe apples, ...

There was a cow who roamed the plains Who saw many people driving trains One day she wanted to try it And didn’t like it on bit The crazy cow ...

His power developed in adolescence, just as the electronics boom was beginning. Everyone owned a computer, the were not only in every household but just about in every room, and ...

the finger-smudged glass panes and the clank of doors as we pushed them open, ran into the silently gray rain. -"it's raining!" she cried. -and we pronounced it deep and ...