Challenge
My First Piece I ever wrote
My first time doing Vocal was like one of the new steps for me during pandemic, self-worth,and isolation. Same thing as my first challenge in summer 2021. I thought it’s very important to do as many new things as I could during the pandemic. I have to take my risks including one of my fears: I have to conquer it after the ableism I faced through. For starters, I was curious, but I’m extremely nervous and disheartened. Why? Because I have a serious issue dealing with mixed receptive-expressive language disorder, one of mixed delayed development disorders I have had since I was two or three.
By Meghan LeVaughn 11 months ago in Writers
When Writing about Disabilities
As a DeafBlind writer, when I'm not immersed in crafting or researching my stories, I enjoy reading others' perspectives on disabled individuals. However, much of the content I encounter is both frustrating and ableist, continuing to cast disabled people in a negative light through the choice of words.
By Punit kumar11 months ago in Writers
For Ever
Chapter 1: We Are Family The old man sat in his chair staring deeply into the black and white photo in his hand. He seemed to be completely lost in a distant memory. The world no longer existed. Only his thoughts of the past. A time long gone but never forgotten. The young lady in the picture was very pretty. Her name was Molly, and he could still hear her beautiful voice in his head. Her skin was smooth as silk. Her eyes were so bold you could almost see the color blue although the picture had no color. He could see it. He really didn’t need the picture. He could see her in his head as if she was still in front of him. Her hair was blond. She looked intelligent, educated, smart. Her smile was contagious, bring a smile to anyone who see her. However, the old man was not smiling. His face dropped into a frown and a single tear began to fall from his eye and down his left cheek. It rolled off his cheek and onto the piece of paper on his desk on which he was just writing. The tear put a stain on the paper. Then another tear fell and another after that.
By David E. Perry11 months ago in Writers
My First Piece Was a Sonnet. Top Story - August 2023.
My first piece of writing was a poem that was lost long ago along with my early innocence. My first memorable piece, which is still with me a few decades later, was a sonnet (The Yellow Afternoons of October) in honour of Sigmund Freud, who I was reading (studying) at the same time that I was learning Shakespeare. What joy and sadness from both! They are still two of my favourite writers. I received a BA in English and a BA in psychology, although the latter was not as rewarding as the former, since Freud was being brazenly bashed, mostly by individuals in denial. Interestingly, my favourite course ever, and I have close to twenty years of graduate studies, was titled Freud and Literature. Those were the days, and nights.
By Patrick M. Ohana11 months ago in Writers
The Enchanted Jungle: A Magical Quest
In a realm where the sun kissed the earth with a golden embrace and the air was filled with whispers of ancient spells, there lived a young boy named Leo. With eyes that held a glimmer of curiosity and a heart that beat to the rhythm of adventure, Leo's ordinary life was about to take an extraordinary turn.
By Shaikh Ali11 months ago in Writers
I Promise
Season 1 Episode 1 - VALENTINE'S DAY (Scene 1) [FLASHBACK - Opening Scene] Jackson and I met our Freshman Year in high school, in history class. He was so sweet and handsome. I, on the other hand, was the normal go unseen girl in school. Although it was a weird match, we just sort of grew on one another. Our relationship lasted through breakups, makeups, cheating, lying, and beatings. When we got in college it's like I was just a familiar face that he knew he could always go back to if needed. Now that I think about it, I was just in love with a man that I knew didn't love me in that same measure. Although, kept me because he didn't want to see what I would look like with another man.
By Armatha Mayfield11 months ago in Writers
My First Attempt at Writing a Novel
Man, I love to read; I just consume words, but just because someone reads a lot doesn't mean they can write well—well, for me anyway. I found that out when I decided to write a novel, “Titan’s Daughter.” It was during those days when the world stood still and we were all trapped at home. Back then, my days transformed into this monotonous blend of TV and even more reading than usual. It was almost as if I were on autopilot, moving from one activity to the next without truly engaging. Until one day, it dawned on me that every show I binge-watched and every book I was consuming was the ripened fruit of someone else’s imagination, someone who took the time to organize their thoughts.
By William Saint Val11 months ago in Writers
The First Stories
I remember, somewhere between childhood and awkward teenage years, I went from being an avid reader to an avid writer. I thank my high school friends for this transition. They introduced me to anime, manga, and fanfiction. Fanfiction.net was approximately where I started attempting to write coherent stories under the penname Amery Aquaisha. I know, what an alias, right?
By Hope Martin11 months ago in Writers