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A Writer's Creative Process: Journaling

The longer version of this can be found on my website. Link is in the profile.

I am a grown woman that writes in her diary, and I’m not ashamed of it.I was given a diary at the age of ten, not knowing the purpose of having one. I didn’t have a lot of things to talk about, only how annoying people in my immediate family are. Two year...

The Toy Drive

A young woman gets a new lease on life and an opportunity.

For the past few years, I was a ne’er do well. I was the one kid from the Houston ghettoes that would throw illegal raves, steal cars, run a couple meth labs, run drugs to Mexico and saw the inside of a jail cell more times than dudes saw the panty line o...

A Writer's Creative Process

How I write an original piece and where the inspiration comes from.

LadySharon, tell me your secrets to writing original pieces. Of course. I write stories in fragments...some good, some bad. I dream in color, rendering images I can see in the recesses of my psyche. Some nights, I’ll wake up with the not-so-reliable writi...


Picture prompt 2

Stripped to nothing Everyone knows your secret You hear the whispers An out-of-body experience Occurs immediately It feels as though You’re in a forest, Walking amidst the Barren trees and Brambles of dead bushes In a perpetual Fog The cold wind Against y...

No More Words

A woman gains the courage to leave a toxic environment.

They had nothing to say to each other. After all of the backstabbing, infidelity, name calling, and beatings, she'd had enough of his shit. She looked in the mirror at her busted bottom lip, chipped front teeth, black eye, and the splint on her nose. She...

I Choose

A declaration

I choose to become an independent author I choose to write organically I choose my friends wisely I choose to say “NO!” when something doesn’t feel right in my soul I choose my destinations in life I choose to read quality stories and poetry I choose whic...


Would your friends do any of these things?

I often wonder: If I became A celebrity, Would you admire me? If I became Filthy rich, Would you be my friend? If I became A best-selling author, Would you read my books? If I became A schoolteacher, Would you learn from me? If I called you Crying in the...

Rainy Day interlude

Romantic thoughts on a rainy day

Sheets of rain Pound onto My window panes. The hard splattering Of water Keeps me In bed, Dreaming of My lover. He's lying Next to me In the embrace That only Lovers know. We make small talk About how much We love each otherAs the rainHit the roofOf our L...

The Swimming Hole

The swimming hole days of yore.

Every day in the summer People flock to The swimming hole To hang out with family And friends. All of the kids Populate the area And have fun. Jumping off the tire swing And diving into the pond Laughing and telling jokes Until one day A kid got hurt And...

New Beginning, New Me

A poem on here inspired this poem.

I’m ready to make a change In my life. No longer will I live With my parents and siblings. I want to live on my own. Apartment hunting is tough Especially for one who works part-time, Awaiting the day of having a career In the career field of my dreams. T...

I am committed and determinedI wonder do slow and steady really do win the raceI hear my name being calledI see myself as a recipient of something greatI want to share my reward with the runners-upI am committed and determinedI pretend I am confidentI fee...