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I am a simple freelance writer living in the great white north. I have been an avid creative writer since I was ten, and have never given up the dream. I have recieved many great reviews on my work from such sites as fanstory.com, and have also won a regional

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Revenge: 2 of 95
Dead, her spirit was long gone from this world. She could begin to feel herself transcend her mortal body, moving beyond the pain. But why was she still here? Why could she still smell the sour tang of blood clinging to her clothes? Perhaps this was her purgatory, perhaps her immortal soul had not paid the price set for its ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Christmas tales: 5 of 61
The small town beamed, and every house seemed to sigh in its own contentment. Their windows bright and cheery, faithfully reflecting those who remained inside. Everyone was worn with the day's activities, and the anticipation of what tomorrow could bring. Pure white and gaily colored lights blinked bashfully as they lit up t... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Vampires: 13 of 141
The wool of her cloak brushed lightly upon her sleeve. Her sensitive skin cried in agony from the harsh fall wind. It was the darkest of nights; the moon hid itself from the world, anticipating the coming evil. She continued through the rows of the neat wooden houses that came together to create this sleepy town. Keeping a s... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On mothers: 33 of 174
There were always times Harder than the rest Still all I ever got Was "I do my best" At five Daddy left At six he was gone Forever somewhere What did I do wrong? I came to blame you As my life ended So much pain I felt Never to be mended Mad as a hatter Others made you feel But I paid the price As you screamed and reeled And... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Secret love: 14 of 43
Truth is what they wanted. Their eyes pleaded for mine to divulge every detail that they sought. I however, sat there silently sipping my coffee, and enjoying my rare moment of power. Truth they craved, but it was mine to decide what truth would be heard. "So" I began, instantly perking up the interest of my audience "I gath... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love expressed: 370 of 719

I guess Because I don't know Because I don't want to know How you really are A mystery As it should be The skeletons aren't there So long as you don't look Their rattling goes unheard I guess Because I don't know I still don't want to Know how you've been If you are sad I'll want to fix everything If I can't help I don't wan... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Forgotten: 32 of 49
Sadness infects Deeper than any joy It wouldn't matter If you told me That which I long to hear My ears could never Hear what words you spoke My memories Speak so much louder Than your heart ever could Just because I know you You are just as capable As they ever were Even if you never would Or ever could It has been done And... More..