glimpses shared by our authors
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8/15 More than anything, I love stories. I was constantly reading as a child, living in that imaginary world in books that is so much more fascinating than real life. ... read more -
getting restless again, impatient for things to move forward. even backward or sideways would be a nice change from this... stagnation. the feeling of sinking infinitesimally deeper into mud and ... read more -
Hello, Saturday evening. This past week was quite interesting. I got to be with long lost friends. Friday the 13th went well for me too. Contrary to popular belief, it ... read more -
what are you supposed to write about if you have nothing to say? should you say nothing in fear of saying something stupid? or do you write anyway, knowing that ... read more -
negative! i wasnt pregnant! i was happy!! but then i was filled with anger, towards myself. not because i put myself in that situation, but i was angry because i ... read more -
I shifted my hand slightly and I wouldn't have caught it if I hadn't realized that moving my hands on his hard penis probably felt good to him even through ... read more -
Leaving his last love mark on my neck, he pulls my face ever so slowly back to his, as if the moment will last longer, but I know it won't, ... read more -
I. Am. Right. Barely right, but right on any count. "Hello, survivor." I said, kneeling by his side. The first thing I notice is that, unlike Corinne and I, he's ... read more -
"He's a corpse, Will." She said, not taking her lead foot off of the accelerator. "Nothing new to us." "Really?" I asked, rolling down the window to take a closer ... read more -
Gone. Just like that. My life rediscovered: gone. My therapy, my footprints. My voice. My voice that had been so quiet, so meek, so unsure. My voice that had learned ... read more
