: About Me

Natasha Sims-Austin has been writing reviews and informative articles since 2005, concentrating on health and wellness, children's and women's issues, and entertainment. She obtained her Bachelors of Arts in English Literature and Language in 1997, from the University of South Carolina. Her work has appeared in "Trifter," "HealthMad" and "EKG Literary Magazine." She admits to being a sci-fi fan who can go through five novels in that one genre in a month.

My passion is ...

reading and writing. These activities are always part of my life.

I know too much about ...

heartache, but that is just fine. It gives my writing character, and a meaningful personality.

My parents always told me ...

to always be prepared, because you never know...

My childhood ambition ...

was to work with books, whether reading and reviewing them, or owning a book store.

My favorite memory ...

is singing with the All-State Women's Choir in high school!

Why I write ...

...because I need to. 'Nuff said.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

depends on the situation and my mood. If I want to escape I read about Merlin the Magician. If I want to feel empowered I read about strong women who overcame their personal odds. It just depends.

My first job ...

was at a Bojangles Restaurant, where the first day, I dressed up and played the local college mascot on my first day.

My best moment ...

can't be narrowed down to one time in my life.

My inspiration ...

is life, in general.

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: End of the world

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The End of the World The weather was all messed up, and Zoe knew why. Everything was unstable, and that was because the world was ending. It wouldn't be long. Once upon a time, too many years ago to count, Man lived on the peaceful world of white-blue. At that time, the sun wasn't what Zoe's ancestors or the rest of the world knew it to be. It was the tiniest pinpoint of light, so the planet was somewhat cool, but the inhabitants knew how to harness that sunlight, and that of other stars, so they were not frozen. The sky was perpetually night, but the people knew how to make light for dail...

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