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Be Me, a Vocal+ Member
Wake up, brush teeth, look at the Vocal app. Oh, a red dot! Realize it’s only creators I’ve subscribed to posting new stories. Swallow equal parts disappointment that no one has engaged with my stories and impostor syndrome that I can’t seem to match these authors’ paces. Promise I’ll go read the new stories later.
By Stephen A. Roddewig10 months ago in Writers
Baby's Night Out. Content Warning.
**This story contains a mention of pregnancy and childbirth.** I just dropped my kid off at something called ‘Parent’s Night Out,' hosted by our Karate dojo. My husband is with his friends at their annual all day game we affectionately refer to as ‘all gay dame.’ So I have the night to myself. It occurred to me that I could use a clever title for my little solo excursion. My buddy Malinda offered ‘baby’s night out’ and I think that fits. It implies wandering in a childlike state of exploration for the simple pleasures in life. A rare treat for a mama with a nine to five and a husband who works most nights and weekends.
By Leslie Writes10 months ago in Writers
Disappearing Woman
"Disappearing Woman In silence, she's been bound She's here, but gone without a trace Nowhere to be found" The hot, summer sun beat through the window of my bedroom, the song of cicadas leading my small, clumsy hands in their creaking ballad of inspiration. Britney Spears smiled down at me from a poster above my white, wicker desk, her pigtails adorned with tufts of white feathers, beaming a porcelain smile that had yet to crack under the pressure of stardom.
By Christiane Winter10 months ago in Writers
From Person Who Writes, to Writer
Ever since I was a child my Nana always encouraged me to keep a journal. Every year for Christmas, she would gift me a new notebook and pen. The first year this tradition started, I got a little spiral book with a duck swimming through the water on the cover. I was in the 7th grade, and I remember writing about the intricacies and emotions of middle school. They were silly little musings with no real purpose, and there were months between the entries. Not much has changed about my writing style. I'm on top of it hard, and I fall off hard. There's no in between.
By Ashley Lima10 months ago in Writers
A Discourse on Pizza, or 10 Things About Me
This is written as a part of Kayleigh’s Get to Know Me series. So, I despise writing about myself (shit, that should have been point number one), and that means this will probably have no polish to it. By the time we get done together, it’s going to resemble regurgitated alphabet soup garnished with hot takes and bad puns. Get ready. But hey, there’s a challenge and a prize at the bottom for anyone who makes it there!
By Matthew Fromm10 months ago in Writers
The First Piece. Runner-Up in Writers Challenge.
When Vocal first launched its challenge for the new Writers community, I was a lot more perturbed and perplexed than pleased. Like many of you fellow writers, this is a question I've been asked and pondered over for myself many times before. And the answer has always eluded me.
By Lena Folkert10 months ago in Writers
The Story In It
Writing began for me after I received my first lock diary. The kind children get at school book fairs or prizes at school carnivals or raffles. That is where I got mine. It had a cheap lock with a small key that opened it. The cover was white with little colorful heart's all over it. The pages were white with black lines, but the edges of the pages were gold. I would write in it when extremely happy, sad or mad. I could say it all, get everything out. Next, I started writing random ideas related to music or movies. Things I saw out in the world or interesting tidbits I heard. Those were my first legitimate writings. My later diaries would house compilations of poems mixed in with daily happenings. My grandmother wrote in a journal/Diary every night, almost religiously. As a child, I think I mimicked this. Later, I respected it for the process and record I could revisit. Possibly, I often thought, others could even find meaning in the writings after I was dead and gone. After all, we all hope to leave our own unique mark in the world, however small or insignificant. However, I consider one short story my first real story. I will share it below.
By simplicity10 months ago in Writers
Writing Fanfic Saved My Life. Runner-Up in Writers Challenge.
When I was a very young girl, I lived in a world built inside my head. My external world was a very scary place. My father drank a lot. And when he drank, he got loud and sometimes… he got violent. It was a lot to take in as a child. My internal world often included myself and the characters from a tv show or movie I recently watched. Mostly, it was Bonanza. I loved and still love that show and I wanted Adam Cartwright to be my dad.
By Lynda Spargur10 months ago in Writers
And so it began...
My first attempts at writing consisted of a few mainly short stories whilst I was still at school. I hated writing because the physical effort of pushing pencil or ball point through the surface of a sheet of paper was hardly ever considered an enjoyable exercise by anyone. I mean after all, writing or copying line after line of anything was the kind of chore that even the teachers recognised as good way to punish those who got sentenced to do time in detention when ever a school rule got broken or a teacher got pissed off with something you did.
By Russell Ormsby 10 months ago in Writers