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 | A Winter Specter | deb | Short Story | Flash Fiction | 9 | 0.72 | Jan 18, 2012 |
Summary:This is another possible entry for a 1200 word short story contest. If you've read Love Me, Alfredo, which story speaks to you more? Any and all feedback is appreciated.Chapters: |
| Quality of Sorrow | farfinagle | Poetry | Poetry | 8 | 0.57 | Aug 16, 2011 |
Summary:The late-night muse decided to grace me with her company again. The sweetness of that feeling of effortless flow... of unfettered words... is worth the loss of sleep. Hope you find meaning the message. Comments and suggestions appreciated.Chapters: |
| Untouched | farfinagle | Poetry | Other | 2 | 0.00 | Mar 9, 2011 |
Summary:This poem is written about someone I have loved dearly - but who does not (and cannot) love me. Personality disorders are a strange and sad affliction, and I find myself at a loss to understand how a person can be incapable of feeling real love or empathy for another human being. But there are many people who do just that. I consider the loss of my relationship with this person to be one of the greatest tragedies of my life. Even so, I have to believe their loss is far greater.Chapters: |
| Death in the Forest | pannastra | Short Story | Flash Fiction | 7 | 0.31 | May 17, 2010 |
Summary:My writing penchant is humour, so this one is unusual for me, but had to be written. Whether I should have posted it on tNBW is another matter.
I find the saturation promotional advertising of up-coming tv programs to be extremely irritating. One in particular that was doing the rounds really p'd me off. As I lay in bed one night trying to sleep I got quite incensed. I could not sleep until I had grabbed my laptop computer and wrote down what was bounding around inside my skull.
This is the result.Chapters: |
| Cold Morning | TirzahLaughs | Poetry | Poetry | 15 | 0.18 | Sep 21, 2008 |
Summary:I'm working on this. Suggestions welcome.Chapters: |
| CHAUCEY | Justi Moody | Novel | Historical Fiction | 9 | n/a | Jan 20, 2008 |
Summary:This is my first attempt at a novel and I am certainly open to any criticism. The novel begins in January 1924 a little less than 60 years after the Civil war and five years before the Great Depression. The main character is getting married today. She describes her home, her life to this date in some of her mannerisms and dialog because she is expecting to take on a totally new life after the wedding vows. She breaks Southern Tradition is sort of a feminist. There is an element of super natural in each chapter. It is so subtle until it may not be apparent until much later in the book. Chapters: |
| Cold Band of Gold # | janine | Poetry | Poetry | 4 | 0.27 | Apr 14, 2007 |
Summary:...ok, admittedly not a perfect ring but this is supposedly a PICTO of that band-of-gold worn third finger left hand......Chapters: |
