glimpses shared by our authors
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mom. I did not change my mind until I was 25. For 15 years, I did not speak to or see my mother. I remember one day, I was in ... read more -
This is the one page per day app and it really simulates a typewriter and could be a useful tool to face that ever stark blank page. read more -
Eyes closed, Mary took a deep breath in, then held it. In her mind she imagined the ocean crashing into the beach. As the waves retreated back into the sea ... read more -
I couldn't tear my eyes away. They were glued to his with an imaginary gorilla glue. My staring didn't go unnoticed. "What?" he asked, a dark eyebrow slanted upwards. "Nothing...I ... read more -
Winged zephyrs take me alight To a kingdom near the sea. Whisper to me the secrets of the stars Teach me how to breathe. Bring me to me a land ... read more -
Have you ever been jelous? Of course you have. We've all known that sick feeling in the pit of your stomach when you know someone or something that you should ... read more -
I met someone recently you'd like. His name is Herman. You two would be friends. Herman and you. You and Herman. Both of you so straight forward, so oblivious. He ... read more -
I see a girl. A young one. Not pretty nor ugly. She hurts inside but she has to hide that pain for fear she will lose her friends because they ... read more -
Talking to my mom is like talking to an idiot savant. She will not talk on your terms, no matter what. The threat of losing her son forever doesn't slight ... read more -
I like talking about the past, even though it was just about as abysmal as it is now. I'm hiding in an old psych ward, now. I have been for ... read more
