Writing

United By Money

A Book by tynamite

Four friends with hardly anything in common.

Public Transit Tales - Alpha

A Story by brad

These stories are about a journey into the world of a mystic, who is finding the meaning of life from the most unexpected places… public transi..

Banshee

A Story by Brand0

A girl misses her recently deceased dog and relies upon an old folklore book to help her make sure Corky is okay wherever his spirit went.

To Kiss a Woman

A Book by Anna Rush

For as long as she can remember, Hadley's been trying her damndest to escape Fairfield. Five years ago, she thought she had finally managed. However, ..

Zerrol: New Beginings

A Book by The Wolf

A thief with more to hide than treasures, a young wizard fresh out of his schooling and a skeleton, freed from his necrotic bonds, band together to ri..

Rain rain

A Poem by Saraswati

Rain rain reverbational influxes in my mind again told me..I must enjoy the rain. Earth is now like some kind of cosmic play Bringing the ..

Zerrol, Part Three; Quinns Introduction

A Chapter by The Wolf

Our plucky young wizard is introduced.

Zerrol, Part Four

A Chapter by The Wolf

“Peren, what in Drans name is that?” Justin was always paranoid whenever Peren walked in. Peren always relished in Justin's discomfort wh..

At the Bank

A Story by A. Hukow

A typical Friday bank visit.

Bedtime Stories for Little Nihilists

A Story by Kittenface

This children's story presents an alternative to the standard, platitudinous drivel. Real advice for real children.

Old Nightmare

A Chapter by Rroy

Introduction of the protagonist

Habour Hour

A Story by BanoraWhite

It is not a place. It does not hold time. But she calls it the Harbour Hour.

consistently cruel

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

POEM - Charlotte Griffiths - consistently cruelthere's not a lot to find when youstop looking. i think youwanted me to convince you isaw only reason t..

piece of the pie

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

Charlotte Griffiths - piece of the pieeveryone's still arguing theiropinion and makingplan to attack andi'm just smoking a cigarettewith the localdrun..

don't ask me (please)

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

Charlotte Griffiths - don't ask me (please)i forget about you most days in bigage of adult. things get easierlike that.you don't bother me anda part o..

maybe it's just me

A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths

i spit out the few teeth i lost in thatfight three years agonow, in the middle of a conversationabout absolutely nothingand nobody reallysays anything..