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Lunch With An Alien
Hey, it’s really nice to meet you and all of that Just not in my bedroom wearing my hat. I’ve been a believer more years than I can count
From The Dark
From The Dark For an eternity, there was only the dark. I had no word for it then, the enveloping blackness that cradled me and fed me morsels of flesh and held me tight, pressed against my body like an embrace. I was small and blind and afraid of what lay outside the confines of the stone I could feel with my outstretched arms. I called the darkness mother, I ate algae, and I grew.
S. Elizabeth RansdellPublished 8 months ago in FictionFrom Young Me
I wish I could recall the first thing I wrote. I'm unsure how it happened, but I was always a writer and a reader. Though I believe I started as the latter. While other kids watched television, I read. I finished classwork early, which I did for the sole purpose of reading more. I remember a few journal entries about a girl who liked a boy, a story much like others; I doodled my alternate names often.
Welcome to the Planet
Hello and welcome to earth We’re all just existing on this bountiful girth Our world’s full of confusion, people, and stuff
Cindy CalderPublished 8 months ago in PoetsThe Minstrel
Kings, Queens, and nobles of all ranks love a good minstrel show. The common folk travel for miles just to watch me sing and play my lute. Draw bridges are dropped, so I may perform for the lord of the manor. No one denies me access, and no place is off-limits to me. It is a far cry from the way they treat me when my true visage is revealed. Of course, by then, it’s too late.
Mark GagnonPublished 8 months ago in FictionA Tale of Sound and Silence
In the quaint town of Harmonsville, where the rhythm of life flowed with the gentle cadence of a river, lived a young girl named Eliza. She was unlike the other children, for Eliza was born with a profound gift—a gift that made her perceive the world in a way that no one else could.
Book Review: Promise by Christi Nogle
A young woman confronts her digital doppelganger. A mother and daughter struggle underground, finishing robots for the rich. A loving couple find that their mirrors are very different than mirrors used to be. Your devices sometimes connect not just to the web but to the afterlife. Be prepared for strangeness here. We have several types of aliens, alternate dimensions, virtual-reality writing retreats, time-travel games and time-travel tragedies, cosmic artforms and living paintings, haunted Zoom meetings, and giant worms. These stories reflect the weird and unknowable future. They are often bizarre and dreadful, but they also veer towards themes of hope, potential... and promise.
Marie SinadjanPublished 8 months ago in BookClubWhy did Peter leave his mother?
Peter was a clever and resourceful young man who lived in a small village with his mother. His mother was the village's only doctor, providing selfless medical assistance to the villagers and earning their respect and affection.