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The thread you've stumbled into is the equivalent of a YWS newspaper, with each post in this thread being a news article. The focus of this paper is to give ...

Ms. Rosey's write (get it? Write and right? Nah forget it!), I think the starter words for this logline is a bit too cliche. Also, half-fey, I also think, gives ...

Featured Writing Tip of the Day You can only break the rules if you truly understand them in the first place.

YWSer Dynamo Publishes Novel! Excitement! Wonder! Secrets! Those are the three things which can be dug up from the just-published novel of our very own YWSer, Dynamo ! The title's ...

Ooooh! Let me answer! I always forget to answer when I'm the one posting the post :( Anyways, I'm majoring in English Studies and minoring in Anglo-American Literature. At first ...

If you're into solving your problems without standing from your desk, then try to outline your work from the beginning. You needn't write every detail, just the skeletal parts, the ...

Heya! Welcome back! I hope you'd stay for goooooooood. I mean, good, good, okay! YWS needs more people like you! Okay, I'll stop my nonsense now. You're doing NaPo? Radical! ...

Have you tried TeenInk? It's an international website which accepts literary works from, well, teens! If your work doesn't pass the standards to be published in the magazine, then at ...

Powdery Powders're potent, arbitrary to command singing to pretend the rouge named life. The moves so pristine domino-like and luscious. Powdery did they ascend so lonely in soprano. ignore the ...

A Question Not Implied I used to be a realist, now I am a surrealist I used to speak surrealism, now I write surrealism I used to write surrealism, now ...

Love Bites The number of fingers on my left hand is five and cats, bitter and beaten, will surely bite but there's only five, so the spaces will survive which ...

**I rather enjoyed writing this toyish poem. I label it as a distracted poem, one which holds no particular subject. Hm! All's well that ends well!** The Wonder of Apples ...

Silence Oh how I loathe silence, the great pause of reality whose only goal is to hollow the mind of things yet bidden, bidden, and to be bid. Be gone!. ...

The Ants Ants ran here and there around my house, by my wall munching on slices of glum sleep I left to rot for them to dream on their own

Iggy Underneath! Today, let's try to know a thing or two from our very wonderful featured member, Ignorance ! 1.) How does it feel to be a featured member? It.. ...