glimpses shared by our authors
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I stare at this blank page and fear overwhelms me. Will I be good enough? Do I have the talent? Do I even have the time to develop a talent? ... read more -
I stop walking toward my desk at the Hartford Courant to turn and see my editor staring at me as she calls me. As I walk over to her I ... read more -
She was not okay, and she didn't pretend to be. Each day, she missed him more and wanted him back more than anything she had ever longed for in her ... read more -
Judith McClanahan was her name. She was a retired teacher who loved to read and play piano. She loved to recall her dead husband. She loved her rebellious granddaughter, Abba. ... read more -
why am i so empty inside? have i been traumatized so much in my 30 years that i have subconciously chosen to not feel? read more -
She didn't know what to do. She didn't know what to say. She wanted to be invisible, just to avoid having to deal with the exhausting task of being a ... read more -
INTERLUDE: The [GROUP NAME OMITTED] Mercenaries OR: The People Seer Hired to Kidnap The Fixer TEAM GLASS (Action & Combat) "Red": History vague. Behavior indicates some kind of military training. ... read more -
The squeaking of the wheels were starting to fray Sam's nerves, having not slept since that faithful night three days ago. read more -
Because how can she understand that sometimes writers fall into deep, dark places? And that sometimes, just sometimes, they like to be there? I once had a professor tell the ... read more -
for my own mental health, and the ability to pay for the equipment needs in the business that I want to make my life long career. Even then, I don't ... read more
