glimpses shared by our authors
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Yawn, yawn, just got up, but I am still tired. I was thinking about the nice trip I made out of town last week with my brother and sister in-law. ... read more -
aaaaaaaaargggggggghhh im so sick and tired of NOT having anything to write... makes me wanna diediedie. read more -
Im am sitting in class, not really bored, but not really stimulated. We ran through some exercises to help us with the test that we are about to write, it ... read more -
Shizuoka through a train window is a blurry painting in primary colors in November: endless lines of green tea fenced in by hazy blue mountains, red momiji leaves ablaze in ... read more -
I, is a terrible way to start a sentence. There is a sad point, along the road of the cynical. That frozen choice that has one road once come across. ... read more -
10/20/10 His fingers are drumming against the neck of the bottle along to the garbled notes of "Here Comes Your Man" pouring out of the cracked car windshield. "Drumming" may ... read more -
nd left, with literally no time to spare. But wait this day gets better I'm on my way to my 2-D art class that i HATE with a strong passion ... read more -
(prologue) The cool breeze whisked through her auburn hair as she meandered down the cobble road in search of anything other than where she has been. The girl, is at ... read more -
know for sure if it was her father's death or the slippery slope she started upon entering college. Was it her lack of self esteem, anxiety, an alcoholic gene, her ... read more -
She fell into the intricate designs of circles and stars, blues and reds, and a voice pulling her away from the chaos. If she had hit her any harder, she ... read more
