Top Stories
Stories in Journal that you'll love, handpicked by our team.
Part-Time Lover. Top Story - January 2024.
In response to your request, I have begun to contemplate the progress made since my arrival on this platform, and what the forthcoming year portends in relation to my own goals. The process of reflection brings me back to the ups and downs of story writing, the creative process that challenges me to dig a bit deeper, drive my vocabulary to expand, find new ways to forge vague, nebulous ideas into something relatable or at least entertaining. And then there is the raison d'etre
By Joseph "Mark" Coughlin3 years ago in Journal
An Extraordinary Life. Top Story - December 2023.
"Every Breath You Take" is the name of a song, but it could be a poem, a recitation, or the beginning of a letter. Say we have to do an exercise about it. Who decides what to write? Is it us, the brain cells, or the neurotransmitters in the brain?
By Rene Volpi 3 years ago in Journal
A Challenge For The Holiday. Top Story - December 2023.
Christmas is a great, yet extremely strange Holiday. In one respect, it is a time of Family, Joy, and Meaning. We spend time with those we care about, give them presents because we want to show them our Love, and enjoy each other's company.
By H.E. Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, COIE, DFM, DHM3 years ago in Journal
The Bridges We Meet. Top Story - December 2023.
I worked as a Registered Nurse for close to thirty years. Over those years, I cannot begin to enumerate or even remember every patient I had. But there are a few that I will never be able to forget. And I don't want their memory to be forgotten either. Even today, I have a smile on my face or a tear in my eye when I think back on them. You see, even though I was the one that was supposed to help them, they are the ones that impacted me, instead.
By Shirley Belk3 years ago in Journal
Lost. Top Story - December 2023.
Who am I? The question remains in my mind. It began after my first child. I had no idea who I was anymore, but I was too young to actually know then either. Then, after that I joined the Army. When I came home after joining the Army, it was rough. My scheduled daily routine no longer existed. It may have only been six months, but it certainly had a mental impact. Barely able to function in normal society anymore, I had to push through.
By Naomi McDonald 3 years ago in Journal
Oops, I Accidentally Forgot to Write. Top Story - December 2023.
This always happens. I shell out $50 or whatever on an annual membership to get access to all the cool member’s-only doohickeys and the better rate of pay, only to completely forget about Vocal when things pick up in my personal life. Stuff has been happening, y’all, stuff that I can write about! Guys, I went to Europe! I saw dozens of plays! I’ve kept up to date on One Piece! There are dozens of things I can write about—literal dozens—but do I write about them? Hell, no. That’s not the way old Steve functions, no, sir.
By Steven Christopher McKnight3 years ago in Journal
Ripples in Reality . Top Story - November 2023.
Sometimes I do not know whether my life is a never-ending dream or a heartbreaking reality. On Wednesdays, I feel normal, whatever that normal may be. On Mondays I feel like a villainous imposter sent to destroy everything in my lonely path, yet, come Friday I feel like a beloved victorious hero set to conquer the world for the better, for the good. I feel as if I am both, maybe all, yet equally neither. Some days I feel everything, other days I feel absolutely nothing. Either which when I do, I feel it all entirely and yet, not at all. To remain myself, whomever I may be, I balance delicately between being present, to then dissociating altogether.
By Rosie J. Sargent3 years ago in Journal
