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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Planet Prison | Jessiibear | 0 | 1 week 26 min ago |
| Story | Beauty on a Dungheap | Rhiannonw | 14 | 1 year 5 months ago |
| Story | just deserts | Di_Hard | 31 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Echoes Of Love | mcscraic | 2 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Tug of War | Jessiibear | 3 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Our Last Talk | Jessiibear | 1 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Story | A Lucky Man | luigi_pagano | 16 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Road | Jessiibear | 4 | 2 years 12 months ago |
| Story | Goodbye | Jessiibear | 10 | 2 years 12 months ago |
| Story | Relatability | Jessiibear | 2 | 2 years 12 months ago |
| Story | Setting Sons | marandina | 43 | 2 years 12 months ago |
| Story | After the Storm | luigi_pagano | 8 | 2 years 12 months ago |
| Story | Durk Willems | Rhiannonw | 13 | 3 years 2 days ago |
| Story | My Wife's Damn Violin | randy-johnson | 2 | 3 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | Languages | ralph | 2 | 3 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | This Song | Jessiibear | 0 | 3 years 3 weeks ago |
| Collection | Nostalgia | Jessiibear | 0 | 3 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | x! | Nolan | 12 | 7 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Diamond Jubilee | hilary west | 4 | 8 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Today I Wrote a Poem | Silver Spun Sand | 18 | 9 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Jimmy (part 2) | Jessiibear | 0 | 9 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Jimmy (part 1) | Jessiibear | 0 | 9 years 11 months ago |
| Collection | Duplicate: Undead | Jessiibear | 0 | 9 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Chapter 5 | Jessiibear | 0 | 9 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Chapter 2 | Jessiibear | 0 | 9 years 11 months ago |
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Planet Prison
“Death never scared me,” I say to an eagle. “Not until today.” It pays mind only to its decaying meal. “This was my favourite bench as a kid,” I add...
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Tug of War
Our rope strains. Snaps in half. A table toppled. A dealt deck, confetti. An 80s record wrecked; a silent song. Your brain is a towel, wringing out...
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- 389 reads
Our Last Talk
Between us, silence is a game of charades played on changing leaves.
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Relatability
There are stars that watch After the sun has gone -- Substitutes for the destitute, Their twinkling an epiphany. An eye is drawn to their beauty,...
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Road
What is it about the road, I wonder That catches little eyes? Gravel grainy, blacktop tough, no matter-- Which comes as no surprise. And there's no...
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So sad, so true. I enjoyed
Posted on Tue, 20 Apr 2021
So sad, so true. I enjoyed your play on words here as well, and the images were so immersive! It really helped draw me in to this very real issue, to recognize not only your stand on it but the beauty in what was lost to plastic and the like. I'm...
Read full commentPosted in just deserts
Luigi, you're a master of
Posted on Sun, 18 Apr 2021
Luigi, you're a master of rhythm. I really enjoyed this, there are so many truths here. Our world has taken a crazy turn, with so many changes and adjustments we need to make now to bring back a more ideal status quo. You give me hope just...
Read full commentPosted in After the Storm
What a concise retelling. I
Posted on Wed, 14 Apr 2021
What a concise retelling. I agree with others: passionate, sad, inspiring. You've so expertly woven the tale, capturing relevant details and emotions. You did them justice here. The emotions came, for me, in waves. Like colours, such a beautiful...
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Love this. The images at the
Posted on Wed, 14 Apr 2021
Love this. The images at the start; the feeling. The specifics of the second half. And the promise of the last four lines tie it all up. Beautifully written. Those cherries are well deserved.
Read full commentPosted in Setting Sons
This lacks one thing: cherries ;)
Posted on Tue, 08 Apr 2014
Thought I'd check you out again, you're so brilliant, Stuart.
Not one word wasted. Please please don't stop writing.
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Welcome
Posted on Tue, 08 Apr 2014
Epic fantasy? I love fantasy.
Prologues, though, are more than not a waste. Whatever is in the prologue is likely able to be weaved into the chapters or omitted. I would recommend--as many authors, editors and agents do--that you jump...
Read full commentPosted in Elder Earth: The Fight for Freedom
Beautiful, Stuart :)
Posted on Tue, 08 Apr 2014
That ending lol. I would pick out a few lines I particularily love, but they're all so packed with meaning and metaphorical wonder, the underlying theme, for me, shining through.
Beautiful, Stuart :)
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Nice
Posted on Tue, 01 Apr 2014
"of wide eyed spring beauty
into metallic jugs and bottles
, forever until
ever,"
And the very last line are possibly my favourites. I like the feel this gives me.
Great,
Jess
Read full commentPosted in will we be ugly