About Sherzahd
Biography

Just a simple gal with simple tastes... a 'what you see is what you get' kinda person. I enjoy meeting new people, always up for a chat or a laugh, so feel free to inbox me anytime. Not really much of a writer of prose, but I do a bit of poetry and every piece I write has special meaning to me. Please feel free to give me feedback on my work, I really would appreciate that, even if it's constructive criticism. Firm believer in the saying... "You only live once, but if you work it right, once is enough."

Name:
Yasmin
Sex:
Female 
Age:
44
Sign:
Libra
Relationship Status:
Married
Location:
Cape Town, South Africa
Interests:
A lil bit of this and a pinch of that... just ask if you need to know more...
Favorite Books:
Odd Thomas (entire series) ~ Dean Koontz
The Green Mile ~ Stephen King
To Kill a Mockingbird ~ Harper Lee
The Count of Monte Cristo ~ Alexandre Dumas
I am David ~ Anne Holm
The Lord of the Rings (entire series) ~ JRR Tolkien
The Chronicles of Narnia ~ CS Lewis
A Tale of Two Cities ~ Charles Dickens
Maximum Ride (entire series) ~ James Patterson
And too many more to mention here....
Favorite Authors:
James Patterson,
Dean Koontz,
Stephen King,
JRR Tolkien,
CS Lewis,
Roald Dahl,
Khalil Gibran,
Anthony Horowitz
And a host of others I cannot think of right now.
Favorite Movies:
West Side Story,
Ever After,
The Lion King,
Sleepers,
August Rush,
The Usual Suspects.
There are more, but those are off the top of my list
Favorite Music:
I love music, so my tastes are vast and varied. It depends on my mood. Basically anything that makes sense to listen to, either a catchy tune or lyrics that speak to me.
Website:
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Topic: Seal Cove by DiVitto Kelly
Posted: 13 Dec 2014 08:37

Not quite singing my own praises here, but thought I'd mention that our very own DiVitto Kelly's debut novel is officially out and available here .

I will let this skillful wordsmith sing for himself...

Summary:

After a fierce storm, a large, mysterious creature has washed up, apparently dead, on the shores of Seal Cove, a small coastal town in the Canadian province of Nova Scotia. The newly discovered animal is transferred to an empty pool, where marine biologist Michael Keating begins deciphering what it is. Later that night, the creature emerges from its dormant stage, transforming into something monstrous.

This percolating monster tale has all the right ingredients: An isolated coastal setting, home town oddballs and likeable characters, including a marine biologist with a penchant for Pop-Tarts, a gravel-voiced, kick-ass town priest, and a lanky, Alice Cooper-meets-Jack Skellington book store owner, formally of New York City. The residents of this isolated coastal town must rely on each other and their limited resources if they are to survive the raw October night and a hungry flesh-eating predator that has made Seal Cove its hunting ground.

Seal Cove, is a throwback horror story with just the right mix of contemporary humor, smarts, and monster gore. It’s an engaging novel that will have enthusiastic readers saying, “Finally, a horror story void of vampires, werewolves, or zombies!” Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Topic: Announcing our Stories Space Drabble Competition
Posted: 07 Dec 2014 09:35

Use straight quotes, not curly quotes.

I'm just curious as to why we have to use straight quotes. My word processing program, by default, uses curly quotes, as do a lot of others. Is it just to make the word-count more accurate?

From an editor's point of view, curly quotes are the correct form to use, but when you're writing something where word count is important, then you should use the straight quotes. Reason for this - and I speak under correction - is that when you're writing dialogue, your system will count the opening quote as one word.

There should be an option to keep your program from auto-correcting it. Click on the Microsoft button and go to 'Options'. It's fairly easy to figure out, but let me know if you're not finding it.

Topic: When Publishing a Poetry/Flash Fiction Collection, Can One Include an Audio Disk With It?
Posted: 12 Nov 2014 23:25

Absolutely. I think it's a brilliant idea, it will only boost sales if your readers know that there's an audio included. Sometimes the true meaning of the written word can be lost, but hearing it somehow brings home what the writer is trying to convey. Fiction can be tricky though, especially if there's dialogue involved.

Topic: Reader of the Month Award
Posted: 10 Nov 2014 23:44

Is this scheme still live?

If not, why not? book

Unfortunately not. The site has grown a lot since then, so it is hard for us to keep track of who has read what. It was never a simple task selecting a 'Reader of the Month', it required days of wading through stories and checking who has been reading regularly and leaving constructive feedback.

We will be adding a new feature to replace it soon.

Topic: Favorite quotes
Posted: 09 Nov 2014 04:08

"If you wanna build your love up, put your hate down..."
Chris Rene

Topic: Poetry... What's that then?
Posted: 07 Nov 2014 08:14

What Is A Pome?


For those who incorrectly guessed
A pome is a brief quest
Lasting nowhere near as long as a tome
Unexpectedly ending shortly after it starts
And in the privacy of your own home
May involve K-Y Jelly
A lawn gnome
Perhaps auto parts
Sometimes it feels really good
Mostly it smarts
So, don't be a hero
Like when in Rome
I suggest you do as the Romans do
Except for Nero
Best known for accidentally burning everything down
While lighting his own farts

Love this... happy8

Topic: Poetry... What's that then?
Posted: 07 Nov 2014 08:11

Poem

noun: poem; plural noun: poems

a piece of writing in which the expression of feelings and ideas is given intensity by particular attention to diction (sometimes involving rhyme), rhythm, and imagery.

That's the jist of what all the popular dictionaries say. Nothing wrong with their definition, except that poetry is so much more than that.

A poem isn't something you can describe, not in intellectual terms anyway. It's a form of art, so like any other art-form it's an expression of what resides deep inside the artist. Any poem that's written using only your mind isn't really a poem, is it? A poem is an expression of what lives in your soul, in a place that even you won't understand at times.

I remember my high school English teacher once reading a poem in class and one of the students asked why we have to read poetry - it was an incredibly boring poem. She was quiet for a while, then she smiled and replied, "We don't. Poems read us." I'm not sure any of us really understood what she meant, but I never forgot what she said. Over the years my mind has drifted back to a lot of things she taught me, so I've had time to think about it. I think that I finally understand. It explains why a dozen people can read the same poem and each find a different meaning, some even finding hidden messages that the poet wasn't even consciously aware of while writing it.

I think that many of us have been conditioned to believe that a poem should read like the ones we were taught at school - flowery, puzzling and deep. And through all of that it should also make sense. That's the problem right there, we were taught to study poems and to somehow - despite what we take from it - reach the 'right' conclusion. There was a 'correct' -prescribed - interpretation of each poem and then there was the interpretation that would earn you an easy F . It didn't matter what we thought or felt while reading, so most of us grew to hate poetry. Poetry became just one more useless thing to suffer through at school.

And as usual, I digress... in answer to your question, Andrew - yes, most of your poems are rather pointless, but that does not necessarily make them bad poems. On the contrary, I rather enjoy well-written pointless poetry, it's like a breath of fresh air for the brain and the soul. It's not over-thought or too hard to understand. They make me smile, even when I'm not in the mood to smile. I think of your poetry as a walk on the light side, except for when you're having a rant, but even those are well-written. I remember when you first arrived here and started posting your 'Lady Vodka' poems, I thought, "Hmm... how much can one say about Vodka? He'll run dry soon enough." I was wrong, the poems kept coming and strangely, each of them were interesting and unique. The world needs more poets like you.

Now if you truly want to contemplate what pointless poetry is all about, have a look at Aram Saroyan's poem, 'Lighght'. It's been estimated to be the most expensive word in history. Go figure... I wonder how long it took him to write that one. :-"

Topic: What is on your mind?
Posted: 01 Nov 2014 04:21

Please note that Stories Space is a drama-free site and that's exactly why most of our members enjoy being here. May I request you confine the childish bickering to private messages, or better yet, somewhere else.

Topic: missing stories
Posted: 18 Aug 2014 22:57

Send me the names of the missing stories and I will look into it for you.

Topic: Scoring and trolls
Posted: 01 Jul 2014 02:04

Sadly there isn't much we can do about it other than removing the scores. Even some of my stories have been targeted. I will check on your stories, Andrew.

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Stories Published By Sherzahd
The Darkest Night - Part Three

Mary turned to look back one last time at the only home she had ever known. Leaving had been the hardest thing ever – yet she had no doubt that harder things still lay ahead. She had packed hurriedly, wanting to be gone before the townsfolk showed up with their kindness. She took care while packing, not wanting to take anything that would be missed. Her plan would only work if the town...

Added 31 Oct 2013 | Category Horror | Votes 14 | Avg Score 5 | Views 459 | 6 Comments

The Darkest Night - Part Two

The woodsman had many talents, but caring for newly-born baby girls was not among them, so he did the only thing he could think of – he took the child to the village church. The pastor’s wife was in the garden picking tomatoes for their breakfast when he rushed from the woods holding the screaming bundle. “Oh Lord! What is this, Tom?” She rushed from the tomato beds and took the child from...

Added 21 Oct 2013 | Category Horror | Votes 14 | Avg Score 5 | Views 493 | 11 Comments

The Darkest Night - Part One

Once upon a time, in a long forgotten land, there lived a young woman whose name struck fear into even the bravest of hearts. She lived in a tiny cottage at the edge of a deep forest, near an old dried up creek. Her name was Arwyn. Please indulge me as I turn back the clock to the night Arwyn was born – it was the night of the full moon, late in October. You see, that was the night a...

Added 09 Oct 2013 | Category Horror | Votes 14 | Avg Score 5 | Views 716 | 11 Comments

When Life Hands You Lemons...

I’ve once again been given a task by a friend in the hopes that random writing will somehow lift the huge block that’s been weighing down my work of late. In all honesty, I think that he’s only giving me these little tasks so he can get me to shut up about how much I miss my laptop - it crashed about a week ago. The task is for me to write a musing about anything. Now while I’m really good...

Added 23 Sep 2013 | Category Musings | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 330 | 10 Comments

Rabbit In A Barrel

“A Native American elder once described his own inner struggles in this manner: Inside of me there are two dogs. One of the dogs is mean and evil. The other dog is good. The mean dog fights the good dog all the time. When asked which dog wins, he reflected for a moment and replied, The one I feed the most.” ― George Bernard Shaw ***** "Could you rephrase that, please? I'm not sure...

Added 20 Sep 2013 | Category Crime | Votes 14 | Avg Score 4.79 | Views 490 | 12 Comments

Coming Home

I hear you calling my name, But I can’t come home to you. I feel the wind blow across my plains, It’s calming my fears. I listen to the river tell me its tales; It’s soothing my soul. Under these starry skies My thoughts are of you. Remember me like I used to be. Remember me when my soul was still free. I’m ready to follow the voice That’s calling me home. Sound the bugles for...

Added 01 Sep 2013 | Category Poetry | Votes 18 | Avg Score 4.72 | Views 355 | 9 Comments

Too Late

An intro to a story I am working on...  They buried me today. Everyone always told me that this was how it would end for me. I never believed that it would. I was more than just street-smart; I was smart. I was young and vibrant. Charmed and charming. Untouchable. I remember mum saying, “Your thoughts and actions are what define you, Stanley.” I called it bullshit to her face. How...

Added 22 Aug 2013 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 17 | Avg Score 5 | Views 314 | 12 Comments

Broken Doll

He hears the elevator doors open and close, the click clack of high-heeled footsteps drawing closer, then passing his door on their way to the next apartment. He waits. Jacob had always been good at waiting. He hears the jingling of keys, then footsteps moving back toward his door. His door is unlocked. He had been expecting her. She had always been easy to predict. The front door opens,...

Added 14 Aug 2013 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 21 | Avg Score 4.95 | Views 468 | 12 Comments

Chronicles Of A Broken World Two - Time To Pay The Piper

“What happened in there, soldier?” The sergeant nodded toward the concrete cell behind them. Vince needed to find his voice, he knew that. Any voice would do. He stood in silence, his eyes trained on the sergeant’s scuffed boots. A regimen doctor was examining the body – her body – no doubt trying to confirm her death, rather than the very obvious cause of it. “She’s dead.” The...

Added 17 Jul 2013 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 11 | Avg Score 4.91 | Views 286 | 8 Comments

Home Is Where the Heart Is - Part Three

A father toiling beneath a sky of gruesome darkness  Merciless sun on his back, a storm in his heart.  A mother burying her child with dignified acquiescence,  Body too beat-down to spare more than a single tear.  A child marching with a village song in his heart  Cold comfort found in a loaded carbine on his back.  A country raped, blood...

Added 01 Jul 2013 | Category Drama | Votes 15 | Avg Score 5 | Views 361 | 10 Comments

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Three wishes for you this Christmas.

Peace.
Your heart be filled with Love.
You enjoy Everlasting Happiness.

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Have a great birthday.
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