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I'm not sure how to write a reputable "Bio" for myself. After reading so many "Featured Writer" bios, I knew there was nothing I could say about myself that could come close to holding a candle to them.

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Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Fairy tales: 2 of 62

Unrest In Mother Goose Land (written in dialog only.) "Dang it, Jack! Slow down!" "Jill, if you weren't wearing that frock, we would get up this hill a lot quicker!" "Hey! It wasn't my idea! Mother Goose wants me to wear this while tending her sheep." "How the heck did we get bamboozled into pulling this gig anyhow? "It's al...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fantasy poems for children: 3 of 59

The Gentle Green Dragon Deep within the forest primeval, Far away from unbelievers' eyes, In a magical and secret place, The gentle, green dragon resides. Children love this amazing creature, Who has the bluest sapphire eyes, Massive wings and metallic green scales, Gentle and jolly for one his size. He tells many wonderful ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life lessons from dogs: 2 of 25

While I was blissfully napping, From outside came a horrible yapping. I pulled the pillow over my head, Totally remissed to leave my bed. Through the fluff over my ears, The barking I continue to hear. I drag myself from the comfort of bed, Prepared to bash a doggy head. From the window I hollar and scream, At the canine den...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: What my dog means to me: 34 of 393

I have a mug with the following words on it that pretty much sums up what my canine companion means to me: "He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him for such devotion." Even with the ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Losing weight: 1 of 11

Ode To Losing Weight I look in the mirror And what do I see? A strange woman who Looks a little like me. I guess I really shouldn't Be all that surprised, Between old age and desserts I have cottage cheese thighs. Remembering back when I was svelte and thin, Wearing scanty clothing That were fashionably in. Yes, my once hour...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Death of a pet: 7 of 61

I’d like to start out the memoir to my beloved Yorkshire terrier, Morton, with a bit of prose I found (of all places, on a coffee mug) that struck a strong chord and brought me to tears. “He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful a...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Humorous poems for children: 20 of 174

The King Has Lost His Crown The king has lost his crown, It simply could not be found. He looked high and he looked low, Now where could a king's crown go? Stooping down to look beneath the throne, "It's not here," he said with a groan. "And not on top of any bookcase." Sadness is etched upon his noble face. He searched the ...
Arts & Humanities > Colonial & Early American The history of San Francisco's Presidio: 3 of 19

The Presidio of San Francisco, once an active Army military post, is a sprawling guardian at the northern point of the San Francisco Peninsula as you cross the Golden Gate Bridge from the Tiburon headlands. Throughout the Presidio's 219 years as a military stronghold, it gained a wealth of cultural history, architecture and ...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Science fiction: 56 of 270

Hespetha: A Mutant Feline's Tale Things never really seemed important, until now. I led a rather idyllic life, for what this world had become and considering, what I had become. To explain this, I should start at the beginning. I was born in a janitor's closet at Acacia Genetics Laboratories, Inc., amongst cleaning supplies....
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Fantasy stories for children: 19 of 75

Dragon Love "Look Draco! There she is!" Sir William hissed. I pushed my snout as quietly as possible through the foliage, not wanting to frighten the creature we had spent the better part of the day searching out. Then I spied her. She was beautiful! The late afternoon sunlight glinted off her golden horn and made her porcel...