glimpses shared by our authors
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Chapter 1: Mondays were the worst. It's prety universal, everyone hates Mondays, but none more so than the highschool student. To the casual observer, East High was full of excited ... read more -
still stricken with doubt, how did it all come about. flailing as a fish does out of water. someday wishing, for a son or a daughter. this is hell for ... read more -
I've been busy lately, but I always make time to read a good book. I want to jot down all of the sitings I observed yesterday. I feel this will ... read more -
"You wanna pick up where you left off?" Miss. Lizabeth is sittin' on 'er chair, holdin' the Holy Book out to me an' smirkin' that real fake smile she hasn't ... read more -
Mixed. Nervousness. Signing on that dotted line... I believe if what you want, you want it bad enough, it'll be mine. Finally, it's mine. read more -
For the first time in my adult life, I am doing some semblance of that wretched thing they call 'dating'. It's not an exclusive thing, as we have not laid ... read more -
The birds chirped outside, people walked, and breathed all so loudly. I could stick my head in between my pillows and act like an ostrich. Never come out, out of ... read more -
When I get inside the manor, despite bein' 'round the Mistress, I feel much better. The heat I got, jus' from walkin' back, got me all tired an' gross feelin'. ... read more -
The burden you bear as you face the responsibility of composing a budget for the government of our nation must be immense. I appreciate every hour that you spend weighing ... read more -
away it all seemed -- the beginning of their story. Just a handful of memories over such a long time, eons it seemed. She dropped her eyes to the flowers ... read more
