DakotaK

Hey Write! I was hoping you could check out my "Which Path to Take?" contest entry. It's Fantasy Fiction, PG and called Wyndolyn. I wanted to get some reviews on ...

Hey Explosive! I was hoping you could check out my "Which Path to Take?" contest entry. It's Fantasy Fiction, PG and called Wyndolyn. I wanted to get some reviews on ...

Hey Lil! I was hoping you could check out my "Which Path to Take?" contest entry. It's Fantasy Fiction, PG and called Wyndolyn. ~Dakota

Hi Shina, I was wondering if you could check out my entry for the "Which Path to Take?" contest:) ~Dakota

Wyndolyn could feel the blood trickling down her back as her legs pounded out a furious tattoo on the winter-hard forest floor. She blinked, clearing the blurriness from her violet ...

Wow! Amazing job! (No, you shouldn't turn back lol) I wrote a story off of 'What Path to Take' as well and it's neat to read what the picture brought ...

Hi Sabrina. I love what you wrote. It's really from your heart and from your life. I know there are kids out there who feel similar to you in ways ...

Dreamer The wind slid coolly over the limp shoulders of the girl as Ava sat on the edge of the bluff, her eyes half lidded against the setting sun. She ...

I enjoyed reading your story Tiger, and I won't get into editing too much seeing as Kat, Shina, and Adam took care of that. I think your story needs a ...

Where's chapter 4? Just kidding. Your writing has stayed pretty consistent through your four posts on this story. Some people write an awe inspiring first chapter then peter out a ...

I loved your story, it was really well written. When I'm reading stories they run through my head like movies. Well written ones are much more enjoyable to read. I ...

The sun shone high in the liquid blue sky as blue birds lazily swooned through the warm breeze, their harsh twittering filling the air with a certain light heartedness that ...

I liked the poem a lot! It's very creative but I'd suggest a little more of an outline and more depth:) ~Dakota

Beep-beep-beep. It never ended, the continuous throb, the sound that signaled my heart was still alive. I could hear it. Every once and a while when the mist inside my ...

Max was your average golden retriever; except he was black. He liked to do all the normal things dogs like to do; except play ball. To Max, playing ball was ...