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I am an aspiring writer with too much going on in my head for one person! I love to read, write, sing, and enjoy my 4 grown children and 3 grandchildren. I hope to write the best romance novel ever! Wish me luck! I am looking forward to reading and submitting

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Humorous: 6 of 478
UnfairAs we all grow older with silver in our hair.It is said that men look distinguished,With women, it's a scare The lines around the eyes of men are laugh lines.What conceit! The lines around a woman's eyes are sometimes called crow's feet. And when an elderly man dates a sweet young thing,Some say, "Wow, he's still able.... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love: 108 of 1269
From My HeartI catch your eye from across the room; you smile and wink.I wonder what goes through your mind; I wonder what you think.Do you even know that you are cared for so much?How I long to feel from you just the slightest touch.My heart beats faster: I take a deep breath, a smile comes to my face.Just to see you, to kno... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Fantasy: 40 of 387
The VoyeurChapter 1The streetlight gave an eerie orange glow through the fog and looked as if it was something from the mind of those such as King or Craven. The silence of fog is sometimes deafening, as the world around is enveloped in its sightless, handless grasp. As if a living, breathing organism, the fog moves where it ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The face of death: 16 of 64
I THOUGHT I SAW YOU TODAY(In memory of my mother)I thought I saw you today as I sat in the early dawn.I thought I saw you strolling along the pathThat led to the flowery meadow where wildflowers grew.I thought I saw your eyes sparkle as the songs of the winged beauties floated by,And I thought I saw you smile as the breeze ca... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: One year: 1 of 4
Has It Really Been A Year?Has it really been a year?Does time suddenly become so dear?Amid the weeping, the emptiness, the pain,There is a void, a vacant place, a desolate plain.So much time passed, yet in some bizarre way,Time stood still for so long, when you couldn't stay.Months and seasons have passed before my eyes,And s... More..
Travel > Vacations Summer vacations in Keystone, Colorado: 2 of 7
We always hear a lot about Denver, the Mile High City, and for those of you who may not know about Denver...it's in Colorado. However, you may not know about Keystone, Colorado. Get a map...look it up! It is a beautiful part of the country.What makes this particular town unique? Well, it's convenient to the "big city" being a... More..
Travel > Vacations Guide to romantic vacations in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee: 1 of 3
Weddings & Honeymoons in Pigeon Forge, TennesseePlan Smoky Mountain weddings, honeymoons, or romantic getaways in Pigeon ForgeVisit http://www.mypigeonforge.com/Let's get the fundamentals out of the way. In planning a wedding in Pigeon Forge, a Tennessee marriage license is required, blood tests are not, and there's no waitin... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Challenges of love: 85 of 252
I WonderI wonder. Do you ever look in the direction you think I am?Do you ever think of me? Do you close your eyes, take a deep breath and feel a shiver of anticipation at the thought of me?I wonder. Have you thought of me in the middle of the day? Randomly, and your heart skipped a beat?I wonder, do you ever wonder about me?... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Finding love: 64 of 173
The JournalDarlene loves yard sales and flea markets! She often found treasures among the discarded boxes of past dreams and broken fantasies. She sometimes discovered little surprises hidden inside the pockets of clothes or the inside flaps of jackets, purses or hats. Sometimes, it's just a note, or a few pieces of change, m... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I love you: 24 of 62
How Can I Miss What I've Never HadI miss the morning chat across the breakfast table,I miss the planning of our day.The handholding and the morning kissI miss the way your eyes meet mine.I love the mornings with you.When the noon hour approaches, I miss seeing your face.I miss the surprise touches, the tender kisses.I miss th... More..