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  • Dramatic Poetry Re: Tick Tock

    A quick and strange poem written for extra credit in my english class. It's meant to go slowly, to the beat of a metronome. Attached below, since the fonts and ...

    Jan 31, 2010
  • Other Poetry Re: Twisted words

    heres something i just threw together last night. its supposed to be three poems in one. the whole thing, the right side, and the left side. it can be read ...

    Jul 17, 2009
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Tainted

    thank you very much for all the editing and comments! As for the word abri, its a cave, but i just found out its pronounced "uh-bree" so it looks like ...

    Jul 17, 2009
  • Narrative Poetry Re: Tainted

    My very first post. Thanks for viewing it. Anyways, here a poem that i wrote a little while ago when i was falling asleep, but needs editing. I don't do ...

    Jul 16, 2009
  • Action/Adventure Novels Re: Sanity’s End Prologue

    nice prologue. i like the name of it a lot. caught my eye. anyways, it reminded me a lot of the book "Life as we knew it" by Susan Beth ...

    Jul 16, 2009
  • Lyric Poetry Re: Myself

    I love the images i got in my head while reading that. Reminds me a lot of my dreams that i get every night. I guess im kinda a demented ...

    Jul 16, 2009
  • Lyric Poetry Re: my world

    i really liked the Your bright blue eyes, now a crimson red. Your innocent face, now a murderous stare. very simple, but just showed the exact opposites also just the ...

    Jul 16, 2009
  • Welcome Mat Re: The joy of akward introductions

    Well, as you can see, i'm Greyed. Just join about....4 minutes ago. I write stories usually based off dreams i have. Things are so vivid its easy for me to ...

    Jul 16, 2009
  • Official Polls Re: What Are You Writing Now?

    Just joined this website! Just wanted to say thanks! As for me, a short story. It was based of lyrics "I'd swim the ocean for you." And it made me ...

    Jul 16, 2009


There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.
— W. Somerset Maugham