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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...

Yeah, Right

You're so skinny... but I'll shut up, be quiet, and just watch... I guess.

An empty seat, The back of the class... You're skin and bones, But I say nothing, you'll yell and scream, and in the end... it's no good. It seems to me nothing's being done, But, really, it's none of my business, I'm just a friend, a concerned friend, th...

Being Strong, Being Controlled, Being There

Be strong... be controlled... be there... that's all that matters right now.

Walk in, slowly- painfully slowly, so it takes as long to get back to that seat as possible. Breathe in, breathe out, unnoticed breathing, but calming breathing. Swallow those feelings, you had to be strong, strong and patient. Willing to be that, and to...

A soldier's tale, as told by the wife

The dark story of one soldier's fall into despair.

Julianne finished loading the large moving truck and pulled the rear door closed. She walked down the rear ramp and glanced up at the only home she had known for the last twenty years. She glanced down the street to the rubble which was the house her firs...


February is eating disorder awareness month... plus I thought I'd do more...

Doesn't come to school, stays home sick. I'm there, sitting in the seat, next to the one she would usually be in. Don't think about it I tell myself, but how do you not think and wonder and worry about a friend who is getting herself too deep into a deadl...


February is eating disorder awareness month... plus I thought I'd do more...

She comes to school, Sits next to me, I've seen the pictures...  I know what's under those layers, You can see every single little bone. She thinks that because she's not losing in her problem areas, it makes sense- Sense to do what? To starve yourself? T...

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