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I've always enjoyed writing. I'm 36 and have decided to do something with it. I've just finished a 75,000 word thriller that I've been working on for over a year. I also write short stories and poems. I am a realist who loves to dream. Even though failure

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Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: The voice within: 1 of 28
I believe my inner voice is schizophrenic. Sometimes she is my best friend and some times she can be cruel. She is selfish but doesn't think so. She is right until proven wrong. I've tried to fight her or quiet her down, it's almost impossible. It seems the more I try to quiet her the louder she gets.I often wonder if I'm the... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Have I had enough of this marriage?: 1 of 26
I just realized after eight or so years in an unhappy marriage the reason why we are so unhappy. We were never friends. We unknowingly skipped the whole friendship thing. We went right from attraction to lust to a relationship. The love we thought we had grew from the passion and adornment that at the time we really thought w... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: You're my someone: 1 of 17
Guess what I just realized: I do get you now!I get you now and I would've beforeBut I didn't know you then, now I know you moreIt's easy to proclaim love on false notionsIt's easy to commit on make believe emotionsI admit we married on lies and hopesIt's easier to stick to with fondles and gropesSince our dirty laundry's been... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Family: 3 of 40
Sometimes family isn't a good thing. Sometimes they may be the worse thing ever. It may not be their fault. It may be that your parents came from a messed up family and just carried on tradition. Whatever the case, I wish my family was somewhat normal. I'm so tired of feeling sorry for them. I'm so tired of feeling the need t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My angel: 13 of 167
My AutumnIt's taken me awhile to put this poem togetherNo words great enough; not now, not foreverYou're the reason I want to breathe airIf it wasn't for you, I would've been out of hereThe day you were born was the best I ever hadMy worse days are the ones when you are sadI'm still stunned you came from meYou are now what I'... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Happy Mother's Day: 4 of 44
My MotherHer beauty is undeniableHer heart is undefinableI wish I might be as good as sheI don't think it's possible for me to beAs a young child I remember her sadnessI wish I could replace it with lots of happinessIt kills me inside a little every dayI hate myself for all I didn't sayI should have told her a long time agoSh... More..
Relationships & Family > Domestic Violence & Abuse Abuse and its effects on self esteem: 14 of 148
Let's say you're around seven years old and your world consists of Barbie dolls and lollipops. That would be the normal expected life for a young girl. Let's add a little tension into this little girl's life. Let's say maybe your parents tend to argue and scream at each other from time to time. So far it can be uncomfortable ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression: 100 of 694
Every waking moment hurts so badTrying hard to lift the sadBreathing in and out, such a choreNo excitement, it's all a boreSee the smiles on other's facesI remember that but only tracesI want so bad to see the lightI need it all to be all rightDon't like feeling sorry for myselfHave to put this on a shelfI want to laugh and s... More..
Creative Writing > Humor If you're not supposed to drink and drive, then why do bars have parking lots?: 5 of 32
As a convicted drunk driver, I can tell you a parking lot in front of a bar was not and would have never been the factor in my stupidity. It was not the first time I drove under the influence, but I can say it will be the last. Thank the heavens I didn't hurt anyone, but the fact will always remain, I could have. My family ke... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: New love: 27 of 164
New love, what is that? When your heart goes pitter pat It's a lie from the start Get out now, save your heart It's all false feelings to procreate Get out now, before you hate Love his body and his kiss Cause soon, both you will miss Life long love is not for most Soon he'll be nothing more than a ghost If you're lucky and h... More..