Process
Breakdown
Maybe I've had too much time on my hands of late, paired with an overwhelming mental health need to stay distracted. (It's a grief thing, but that is another story.) But that kind of leads me into why I fell into the writing of this story, so...I haven't been the best at keeping up with my readers of late.
By Shirley Belk4 months ago in Writers
Considering The Situation III
Introduction This is partially inspired by the first verse of "The Fat Lady Of Limbourg" from "Taking Tiger Mountain By Strategy" by Brian Eno. I think the album cover is a perfect image for the "Considering The Situation" concept.
By Mike Singleton đź’ś Mikeydred - EBA4 months ago in Writers
The Day I Stopped Resisting God
I didn’t realize how long I had been fighting. Not the world. Not people. But myself. For years, I carried dreams that looked shiny on the outside but were hollow inside. I carried expectations that didn’t belong to me. I carried plans that seemed perfect to me, but were never part of the plan God had written for my life.
By Salman Writes4 months ago in Writers
A World That Was Never Meant for Me
In a perfect world, my story would have never needed to exist. My mother would have grown up in a home where tenderness wasn’t rare. She wouldn’t have learned to turn herself invisible just to stay safe. She wouldn’t have confused silence with peace or obedience with love. She wouldn’t have fallen for the first man who made her feel noticed, even if the attention came wrapped in warning signs she had never been taught to read.
By Salman Writes4 months ago in Writers
A rough guide to writing a 400 word review
My good friend on here, Teresa Renton, suggested that I write a guide on how to write a review. I respect Teresa enormously. She is a wonderfully gifted writer whose work has variation of tone but always great depth and lyrical quality which should be explored at your leisure - but soon.
By Rachel Deeming5 months ago in Writers
Snob
I admit it—I’m a snob, but not your everyday, garden variety snob. I don’t give a flying fuck what kind of car you drive, what schools your parents could afford to send you to, how much money you have/make, or what your maternal grandmother’s maiden name was. All of that shit is irrelevant to me.
By Harper Lewis5 months ago in Writers
Confidence
In every mirror, I sought a phantom, pursuing an illusion that had been escaping me for what felt like an eternity. I had mistakenly labeled this part of myself as 'dull', 'untalented', and 'delusional', yet I yearned for this missing piece to return and make me whole.
By "Ann Garza"5 months ago in Writers
