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I live in British Columbia Canada, I was born in Columbus Nebraska, (USA) I used to write religiously from the time I was about 13. I wrote numerous plays and speeches which I used in competitions in High School, had a poem published in the "Who's Who of poetry"

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Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Babies: 1 of 20
Well, my little 2 year old, Bella and I are officially in our first MAJOR power struggle. This child seems to be hell-bent on driving me mad! She's been waking up at ungodly hours and SCREAMING until someone comes in to see what the deal is. Of course once you walk into her room she flashes her anger melting smile, and asks "... More..
Creative Writing > Satire Satire: Parenting: 2 of 9

I find myself in the baby isle of the department store for the second time this month. The dreaded time when I have to buy diapers. I know most of you who don't have kids are going "what's the big deal?" Well the big deal here, is that I don't have a BABY I have a toddler. Not just a toddler but a toddler who will be turning ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Pain from love: 28 of 111
"You are one hell of a women, you know that?" The rough voice of the stranger lying in her bed brought a sympathetic chuckle."Yeah whatever" She muttered as she rolled over onto her stomach to look at the man she had cleverly plucked from a drunken crowd the night before. His eyes were the color of a summer sky, and they glis... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Fairy tales: 18 of 64
The real fairytale.Once upon a time, in a land not so far from here, there lived a beautiful princess(maybe only a princess to her father but a princess none the less). Her name was Hanna, and she was the most beautiful girl in the land, (at least she thought so on her good days.)She had long beautiful Blondie hair and was ad... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Seeds: 41 of 106
I planted a few seeds today, just small visions of hope,I planted some dreams today just a little light, a little faith, a way for them to cope.I planted a seed of strength today a belief that it will last.I planted some deep roots of love to help them heal the wounds of anger, and forget the thorns of past.I planted a few se... More..
Relationships & Family > Married Life When you met your spouse: Stories of how married couples met: 56 of 143
My best friend Chelsea and I had just moved into a new place and we decided to set up her computer. We toyed around with it a bit after setting it up and decided to try out a chat room, as neither of us had ever been in one before. It was only a few minutes into our little adventure that we received a message from someone who... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Meaning of life: 56 of 122
Metaphor for life "life is a song"When I was a little girl my dad used to sing me to sleep with the song "Groovy Kind of Love", it was the one time I used to look forward to as a child. That song seemed like the answer to all the day's problems, and the resolution to all of the arguments and misunderstandings between child an... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Childhood memories: 146 of 308
I had helped my mother make brownies earlier in the day. I had waited all night to try them and the smell had been taunting me endlessly. But as it went in my house a slight mishap in behavior could ruin anything, even the smell of brownies. As a punishment for my bad behavior I was forced to watch as my siblings each had a ... More..
Society & Lifestyle > Gender Issues Reflections on the absenteeism of males in churches, families and society: 2 of 4
Where have all the men gone? Men are sent messages everyday on what it is to be a man. They are told by the action movies that they must be physically strong, confident and overtly masculine. They are reminded at their jobs that they are supposed to be successful and wealthy, and that in order to gain the respect of peers the... More..
Relationships & Family > Family Dysfunction Greed in family: When blood isn't thicker than money: 37 of 65
I remember my first job. I was 12 years old and I worked in a corn field in eastern Nebraska. This was back when the farmers would go to middle schools and high schools looking for kids to work for dirt cheap throughout the summer. I was so excited to get started, and though the job consisted of; getting up at 5 a.m, travelin... More..