glimpses shared by our authors
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I want to improve my writing skills. So this seams to be a good idea to achieve it. Till now I felt like talking or writing in good English is ... read more -
The bravest man I ever met--was a woman. See? See what I did there? See how I said something different than what you were probably ducks? Damn, I'm postmodern. I'm ... read more -
"What’d you hear exactly?” “Are you- are we ever goin’ home?” She gasp a bit, quiet, an’ twist her body ‘till she my mirror, her arms pressed tight to ‘er ... read more -
John Lennon You asked us to forget ourselves and everything we knew. Forget conventions we’ve been taught, forget and follow you into the light where we could see there is ... read more -
seits auch froh darüber, die beiden haben viel zu tun, also müssen sie nicht so viel Gedanken über mich machen. Mich entlastet das auch.", schmunzelte er, hielt aber seinen Kopf ... read more -
This is my first page and I don't know what to do... am I suppose to write a book? I mean, my English is not that good... and my life ... read more -
she'll be perfect and beautiful. But what if she isn't? What if I force her into self-hatred and despair? What if she never becomes who she was meant to be? ... read more -
s year a better year. 11:59 PM: One minute left... so much pressure to say something profound. Nah, not gonna happen. I can't think of anything to say anymore... I ... read more -
Knock, knock, knock. I jump in my bed, sittin’ straight up- though I was never even sleepin’. I cover my underdressed body with the quilted blanket, an’ single white sheet, ... read more -
I knew, really knew, that I wanted to go to college when the 20-something man with a blond crewcut behind the counter at the Amherst Marriot Courtyard looked my father ... read more
