Creative Writing
Every great writer has to start somewhere. Dreams of being the next great satirist? Perhaps you prefer to be a poet along the lines of Frost or e.e. cummings? Maybe your dream is to craft the great memoir of your life detailing all the drama, tragedy and humor?
Or perhaps your dreams are more simple – to craft great lyrical works like John Lennon or Jim Morrison. Then perhaps the Creative Writing channel is the home for you.
Poetry: A shoulder to cry on
by Jane Allyson
Along he came, A knight in shining armor.
He said I was beautiful. Like an angel.
I laughed, and said "really?" Raised an eyebrow.
All twisted inside, Wrapped up in another world.
I stayed strong. And along he came again.
And said "Hello angel." And I gave that empty smile.
So wary of kindness, too frightened to trust,
Hating myself, and locked in a cold world.
A patient, kind touch. Compassionate
Poetry: Peace
by Joe Hill
Now is the time to stand for peace.
Let the whole world together feast.
Peace is not something our leaders are looking for.
Seems they are only concerned with war.
Look
Essays
- Essays: Death of a loved one
- Essays: Family
- Essays: Water
- Essays: Childhood dreams
- Essay: In praise of the English language
- Essays: Parenting revelations through nature
- Essays: Christian
Humor
- Humor: Repairing computers
- Humor: Going to the hospital
- Humor: The moon
- Humor: The ManCrush
- Humor: Lack of sanity
- Humor: Seeds
- Humor: Silence
Novel Excerpts
- Novel excerpts: The apple orchard
- Novel excerpts: Past lives
- Novel excerpts: Experiencing terrorism
- Novel excerpts: Women's literature
- Novel excerpts: Pain from love
- Novel excerpts: The future
- Novel excerpts: Hope
Songs
by Ashley Evans
How does the past
Just seem to last
Of this endless misery
Why does my heart
Not mend tonight
Of this life's insanity?
How can I love again?
When
by Amy Childs
I need your guiding hand. I'm like a sandman trying to work, Without a grain of sand. I'm a wondering spirit in the mist, I'm neither
by Magda Ess
When I finally decided not to kill myself, I had just finished smoking a bowl of marijuana.
To be fair, it was a nice day to begin with;
In trouble, worried, no income I fret,
But don't count me out,
Don't pity me yet.
The house I am losing the job is now lost,
Other
Writing Assignments
- Novel Excerpts
- Novel excerpts: Animal attacks
- Novel excerpts: Science
- Novel excerpts: Baking cookies
- Novel excerpts: Pioneers
- Novel excerpts: Liberation
- Novel excerpts: Milk and cookies
- Novel excerpts: Desert life
- Novel excerpts: Gothic fantasy
- Novel excerpts: Dark comedy
- Novel excerpts: Werecats
- Novel excerpts: Melancholy
- Novel excerpts: Sunflowers
- Novel excerpts: Sage and sagebrush
- Novel excerpts: Earth's bones
- Novel excerpts: Blindness
- Novel excerpts: Africa
- Novel excerpts: Pygmalion effect
- Novel excerpts: Chronic illness
- Novel excerpts: Protect and serve
- Novel excerpts: Knight's castle
- Novel excerpts: Seeds
- Novel excerpts: Tigers
- Novel excerpts: Harvest moon
- Novel excerpts: The colors of Autumn
- Novel excerpts: Cooking
- Novel excerpts: Autumn plants
- Novel excerpts: The blizzard
- Novel excerpts: Adoption
- Humor
- Humor: Sunflowers
- Humor: Pioneers


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