Writing

Bass

A Story by Olga Paskevich

It was a blast - a sudden wave that overtook me while listening to King Crimson's Epitaph. I tried to emphasize my attraction and my hopes for a man, ..

I Just Really Like Winter

A Poem by heckos

all seasons are capable of breathtaking beautyso please don’t take this the wrong waybutwinter is definitely the most lovelyof them alljust to c..

The Air Between Us

A Story by Hopeless Thespian

Through the haze in her mind, a demisexual woman fights her own fiction to reach something more beautiful than the Oregon beach she's on.

My December Love

A Poem by Abhishekizy

A remembrance of yesterday.

New Years Night

A Story by Matt Johnson

A short story about Christmas, Love, and change. Be your self, yourself is the best you you can be.

Day 1

A Chapter by Omikron

1st of December, still closer to November.

December

A Poem by Saria Lon

The faeries dance like snowflakes in December,gently gliding through the winter frost -finally not having to rememberall the lovely treasures they hav..

Day 4

A Chapter by Omikron

It's my birthday!

A Murder in December

A Poem by C. James Snyder

No, no one is dead here. But-- a large murder of crows has moved into the trees at my University. Are they moving for winter?

Everfell - A Story of Seasons

A Book by videm

Personified, power-wielding seasons and their respective months, residing near the town of Everfell, go through the great journey of life, learning mo..

Episode 1 - Winter's Flower

A Chapter by videm

Just when his birthday had started, December must trek with February, May, and July through the winter forests and find the flowers to heal May.

Christmas

A Poem by PencilinMyHair

Slightly too-cheesy Christmas themed poem, but what the heck. Still worth a read!

Vodka Venom

A Poem by Omikron

Not satisfied with this one, suggestions of improvement please! Oh, and happy new year!

December Rose

A Poem by Anna

'It has to be an old secret,' he thinks,waking up cold and terrified of the night.Reality is failing, bending, it's warping;a record left in humid air..

That cold night in December

A Poem by twinistix

December is my least liked month for very many reasons. Instead of just telling it in my screams that I only show in my nightly hallucinations, I'll g..