Nessy Writer
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A freelance writer of all sorts sharing it out with the world. Poetry, prose and advice.
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Stories (41/0)
The Forest Council
It was late. Later than she’d realised. But she never normally got lost, she knew these woods like the back of her hand, she relied on that. But this part, this part here was different. She knew that she’d never seen it before. There were no sounds of distant cars or dogs barking, no sounds at all. It was unnaturally quiet. More like a tomb than a forest. And then, a rustle and snap. Like a twig snapping and someone clicking their fingers simultaneously. She gasped as she sensed movement behind her.
By Nessy Writer4 months ago in Fiction
Fools and Lovers
You always think it won't be you. Definitely not. Certainly not. I could never be so foolish. But I am. You are. We all are. We all writhe at night in our sweaty bed sheets alone. We pace the room, fling the window open. Feel the night air flutter inwards tepidly, like a bath that's gone cold. Go back to the bed, punch the pillow in the dark, for comfort, to berate ourselves. I hug it between my knees. And I wonder. How? How could I be so foolish? Why? Why am I? Why do I give? Forget it all and sleep.
By Nessy Writer5 months ago in Fiction
The Emerald Engagement Ring
An emerald in an engagement ring has a special meaning. It’s supposed to signify good luck, peace and longevity in a marriage. Marissa sighed. A beam of sunlight was hitting the ring in a vicious sparkle, casting a green light on the wall. She fluttered her fingers so she could watch the green light dance on that cream canvas like a strange firefly. But all of a sudden, the sun went in behind a cloud, and the green light went with it. The jewel seemed duller, and no fluttering of her fingers could bring the brilliance back. Seemed an appropriate omen for what it represented. She sighed again as she let her hands fall to her lap.
By Nessy Writer9 months ago in Fiction
The Labyrinth
The stone walls had that clammy quality that made them seem alive, sweating. This prison was like some living, breathing thing that had swallowed men whole. Rusty, metal bars, it’s rancid teeth. Tomas sat slumped in the corner, observing those around him with narrowed eyes. Every so often he’d scratch nervously at bristles emerging on a face once kept religiously smooth. He wondered what he’d expected when going into war. It seemed so long ago and so childishly ridiculous, the hopes and visions he’d had, that they’d melted clean out of his memory.
By Nessy Writer10 months ago in Fiction
Did You Know That Bruce Lee is One of the Founding Fathers of MMA?
Now for those of you who haven't heard of it, MMA is the sport of Mixed Martial Arts. This is a form of competitive fighting not restricted by specific fighting style or discipline. If you've not heard of MMA you will almost definitely have heard of Cage Fighting and the UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championships). It has gained popularity now globally as the most watched full contact sport, even overtaking Boxing.
By Nessy Writerabout a year ago in Unbalanced
Why Do People Have Foot Fetishes?
Sexual trivia, an area that always seems to catch people's attention. A topic that feels naughty and exciting to discuss. An act that everyone wants to be good at. When it comes to uncommon knowledge about sex, there will always be a fascination with fetishes.
By Nessy Writerabout a year ago in Filthy
The Empty Boat Down Ternham Way
I've always preferred running outdoors. It gives you the feeling of going somewhere, even if it's nowhere in particular. You secretly hope to discover something new. There's a canal that cuts through Ternham way. It's fringed by far reaching trees that seem to peer at their own liquid reflections when the water's still, even as they move with the breeze. The dirt path lining it was the perfect running route.
By Nessy Writerabout a year ago in Humans
The Island, the Notebook and the Dead Man's Jacket
Day 1: So...not sure how to start this really. 'Dear Diary' feels like some little girl wrote it and 'Dear whoever's reading this, 'cos if I didn't give it to you you've probably tripped over my corpse already', feels excessive. I'll just write then. Nothing else to do. I hope I won't regret picking you. I'm talking to this book here in my hands by the way. Don't know if I'm much of a writer but I'll give it my best shot. Guess I should explain myself a bit.
By Nessy Writerabout a year ago in Criminal
The Badass Queen Playlist
So you might have seen my other playlist that was about boycotting Valentine's Day by focusing on yourself in a feel good way. Well, this playlist is all about showing your middle finger to the whole institution by finding power in your singledom. And whilst I know the guys have their own problems and pressures associated with this dreaded day, this one goes out specifically to my ladies. To remind you that YOU are the main character. YOU are the badass queen of your kingdom.
By Nessy Writerabout a year ago in Beat
