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  • Writers Corner Re: Worldbuilding: Feedback and conversation!

    Oy. I'm presently building a world that's been sitting on the backburner for ages now, and I'm cracking it open from the beginning. There isn't much there at the moment: ...

    Jun 2, 2016
  • Writers Corner Re: Need help with edit/review this piece of worldbuilding

    Ahoy! I figured that, as a fellow worldbuilder, I'd come check this out. You have so much room for so much amazing history and mythology, and I think that it ...

    Jun 2, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    Watching I can still feel it in me creeping and more invasive than my tired lips care to admit. fraudulence is its name, and i am one in every sense ...

    Apr 23, 2016
  • Lounge, The Re: Post Your Pic Here [9]

    It's been literally over a year since anyone's seen my face, so here we go: HRT has done wonders.

    Apr 22, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    Ahem Dear All of the People I can't fucking stand right now, please get a real problem because my digestive system and urine tract are none of your fucking business. ...

    Apr 22, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    Cloudy Sometimes I want to believe that I am a mountain; that I am strong and firm and unbreakable, and that it would take a fuckton of TNT to blow ...

    Apr 22, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    Hidden I remain a reflection that you catch sight of On cloudy days in the window of your favourite store; I’m a notion that you’re there, but when it comes ...

    Apr 10, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    Fast It’s hard to watch yourself wade through a river while The current swirls against your knees and the sludge on the rocks tries to Make you slip and smash ...

    Apr 8, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    All My Stitches healing begins with vulnerability; you need to start pulling the drop sheets off the furniture and sweep the dust off the windowsills. Pulling open those shutters every ...

    Apr 7, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    Hands Over my Eyes I don’t see supernovas in my own footsteps anymore- I’ve lost the enchantment I had on myself when I was twelve and everything about me felt ...

    Apr 6, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    The Feelings I Keep Locked Inside The Small of my Back my cradle will be my tombstone the place where i first laid my head will be the place under ...

    Apr 6, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    I Have Nothing Left To Give You Sweetheart, i’m a drunk without the bottle But i slide across the counter and into his mouth every night, and he swallows me ...

    Apr 6, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    My Father’s Bestiary i used to play with my tail when my mother wasn’t looking it was a secret i kept at the base of my spine where i kept ...

    Apr 6, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    ii i had no lungs, so i built some out of old potato sacks i traded a farmer my teeth for. everyone i met played tricks on me; they told ...

    Apr 6, 2016
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: NaPo 2016

    i my lungs were in a bonfire a monumental sacrifice i was too young to make but i grabbed them by the stems and yanked them out of my chest ...

    Apr 6, 2016


Perhaps it is better to wake up after all, even to suffer, rather than to remain a dupe to illusions all one's life.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening