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The Finest Casket (Complete Story)The chandlers, grocers, butchers, clothiers, and every other merchant in Chantsville was yelling in the streets outside the shop where I was studiously working. Their ruckus combined with the bleats and squawks of livestock wandering underfoot, creating a bustling racket that would drive the unfamiliar ear to distraction.The Finest Casket (Complete Story)10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was used to the noise, however, and I was so engrossed in my work that I would have sworn the world was silent save for the sound of my chisel biting into the oak box before me. Delicate curls fell from my worktable, collecting in small drifts upon the dirt floor.
I stopped to wipe sweat from my face. The pause gave me a
Plan of Attack - How to Slay Writer's BlockThis is the simplest, most productive, and most rewarding method for attacking writing problems I know of. I developed this technique for myself, and I can only tell you that it works for me every time I use it. Will it work for you? Only you can tell. I can, however, guarantee that if you don't use it, it won't work.Plan of Attack - How to Slay Writer's Block11 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
This method is a general-use version. I have more specific versions for specialty uses that I will try to post later.
First, grab yourself a notebook and a pencil. Now, follow the steps below.
Step 1. Define the problem
Look at where you are stuck. Figure out why. Write it as a question at the top of your paper.
Example Sce
HeartbrokenI loved, I cared, I gave you all that I could,Heartbroken1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My misfortune; I couldn't be all that you wanted.
I hoped, I wished, and I thought you understood,
My misfortune; my heart felt taunted.
I wondered, I asked, and I prayed for your own good.
My misfortune; I felt so unwanted,
I pleaded, I begged, all to share thoughts I could,
My misfortune; I neglected the hurt you had planted.
I was stupid, I was blind, I was unable to read your mind,
My misfortune; I still messaged you.
I learnt my lesson, I felt the world, I now think I know it,
Dont worry, you shall never feel so lacerated.
I promise, I swear, I shall never speak to you again,
Fo
ThinkFragile little soul, so small, so meek.Think1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
Just another prey for your hunger you seek.
She's almost a shadow, a face with no features.
You hurt and you wound, yes, that ought to teach her
for being true, for just existing
For the pleasure you get of her soul twisting.
Reminded once more how much better you are
while she grows paler than ever before.
If the tables were turned, would you be alright?
With all of this pain, no strength left to fight?
She used to be human. She laughed and she played.
Now she just sits at home crying all day.
However, the truth is, the weak one is you
And she is the strong one for being so true.
Just thi
Listen To The WhisperListen To The Whisper Of The Eternal WindListen To The Whisper7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
As It Gently Touches Your Ear;
Guiding You Through The Forest Of Life
Your Friend; Your Companion; Your Seer.
Listen To The Whisper Of Verdant Leaves
Adorning The Sentinels Of Earth;
Silently Watching The Passing Of Time
Its Beauty The Blessing Of Birth.
Listen To The Whisper Within The Heart
Where Soft Emotions Caress Its Beat;
Let Its Wisdom Flow Right Over Your Soul
And Dormant Love It Will Entreat.
Listen To The Whisper, All Three Of Them
Embrace And Entwine Deep Within;
And When They Merge Within Your Soul
A New Pathway You Will Begin
FOLLOW THE CHILDNatures Tears Splash To The EarthFOLLOW THE CHILD1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
To Flowers And Trees They Offer Birth
Soil Caress The Warmth Of The Sun
Life's Mysteries Which Gaia Has Won
Creation Stirs Behind The Veil Of Time
Bringing Forth A New Era That Of Mankind
Though But An Ember In Natures Fires
None Has Such Strange Whims And Desires
The Candle Flickers, The Flame Dies
The Innocent Child Softly Sighs
Knowing No Shadows In Life's Light
Free From The Darkness Of Human Plight
Delicate In Thought Like Threads Of Silk
Weaved And Adorned With Gaia's Milk
Purity Of Spirit Is What Was Meant To Be
And Such A Child Shall Live For Eternity
THE ONLY HOPE NOWOnce There Was Love; Once There Was JoyTHE ONLY HOPE NOW1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Emotions Now Shattered Like An Old Broken Toy
Confused And Dazed, Wondering Why
Soul In A Turmoil Just Wishing To Die
The Brightest Day Now Shadows Of Night
Infecting The Heart So It Sees No Light
Thoughts Entombed By What's Been Said
A Loved One Lost At Twilights Ebb
Guided By One Whose Words They Believe
Not Seeing The Venom That Flowed To Deceive
The Only Hope Now Is To Pray To The Light
To Guide Them Back To All That Is Right.
THE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAMEEmotions Flowed Like A Raging FireTHE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAME1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I watched The Birth Of Dawn
Softness And Beauty Of Stars Had Past
My Heart Still Heavy And Forlorn
My Spirit Was Ebbing I was About To Go
When Something Caught My Eye
A Solitary Cloud So Pure And White
Appeared From Way Up High
My Eyes Now Ember With Rising Sun
Saw An Amazing Sight
Within Its Fleece A Golden Glow
And A Butterfly Took Flight
Such Beauty I Had Never Seen
It Sat Upon My Hand
And Said To Me In A Voice So Soft
I Was A Spirit Of The Lamb
My Soul Was Open My Heart Poured Forth
It Listened With Silent Embrace
And When I Had Finished It Smiled At Me
With Serenity, Peace And Grac
A HUG IS ALL YOU'LL NEED TO SAYIf There's Someone You Love, Someone You've WrongedA HUG IS ALL YOU'LL NEED TO SAY1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And You Don't Know What To Say -
Don't Shrug Your Shoulders, Giving Up Hope
Leaving It For Another Day
For Life's Wake Is Short, Don't You Know
There May Be No Words To Hear -
As You Place The Flowers, Shed Your Tears
Upon The Earth Holding Someone So Dear
Your Mind In A Daze, Emotions On Fire
Wishing You Could Turn Back Time -
As You Gaze Upon A Loved Ones Grave
Memories Of When Everything Was Fine
If There's Someone You Love, Someone You've Wronged
Don't Leave It For Another Day -
With Love In Your Heart, Hug Them Close
It's All The Words You'll Need To Say
Persona - Chaos Butterfly 5.2Chapter 5: Dog-gone search. (Part 2)Persona - Chaos Butterfly 5.23 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Around noon, the two groups were gathered in front of the Aiya Diner. The sun was high and their stomachs were growling. They made a quick stop at Daidara's for a while to check out any new weapons the old man had forged.
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving." Chie said, her stomach easily growling the loudest.
Yosuke smiled and turned to her. "Me too. How about a beef bowl, Chie? My treat."
She was surprised by his kind offer, but accepted it with a smile. Souji and Yukiko exchanged secret smiles.
The lunch crowd was starting to subside, and the Persona users waited outside for a while
Persona - Chaos Butterfly 5.1Chapter 5: Dog-gone search. (Part 1)Persona - Chaos Butterfly 5.13 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Amagi Inn, late at night…
Shinjiro was awake, looking out the window. He woke up after having another dream about the unknown girl. This time she was with him and Akihiko at Hakagure, eating ramen together and having an overall good time. With a sigh he glanced at the others: they were fast asleep or so he thought.
"Still awake? Man, don't you get any sleep?" Akihiko asked as he sat next to Shinjiro.
"Actually. I've got more sleep these past days than in years." Shinjiro said looking at Minato who slept soundly a few feet away from them. "But he seems to still need to catch up with his sleep."
Persona - Chaos Butterfly 4.1Chapter 4: Reunions. (Part one)Persona - Chaos Butterfly 4.13 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The train cart they were was oddly empty as the four rode to Inaba. Except for a girl who sat a few seats behind them, they were pretty much alone. Each one of them was lost in their own thoughts, though Minato, who shared a seat with Souji, kept looking at him every now then.
As for the silverette, he kept staring out the window at the passing countryside, just like he'd done last year when he'd taken the train to Inaba the first time. He was feeling a heavy weight in his heart, and he considered his options before making a choice.
Then he started to talk. "It was a car crash…"
Minato, as well as
Persona - Chaos Butterfly 4.2Chapter 4: Reunions (part 2)Persona - Chaos Butterfly 4.23 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Next morning, Minato and Souji were awakened by Nanako knocking on the door. "Big Bro! Aniki! Breakfast's ready!"
"We're coming…!" Souji replied with a yawn when he glanced at the clock. "Ten A.M? We really slept in…"
The two friends quickly changed and headed downstairs where they were greeted by an amusing scene: Metis and Nanako were at the coffee table; the little girl was teaching Metis the right way to eat fried eggs, Dojima sat at the dining table drinking some coffee while reading today's paper while Shinjiro just finished cooking breakfast.
"Oh, you two are finally up." Dojima said to th
Persona - Chaos Butterfly 3Chapter 3: Meeting of Persona-users.Persona - Chaos Butterfly 33 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
While Minato, Shinjiro, Metis and Souji tried to gather information about the former members of SEES' whereabouts, a train had arrived at Yasoinaba Station.
"So this is Inaba, huh? What a charming little place this is." A red-head young woman called Mitsuru Kirijo looked around the station as she boarded the platform from the train, followed by a small yet peculiar group: a young woman with disheveled light blue hair called Fuuka Yamagishi, a taller woman with blonde hair and a large hair band known as Aigis; a brown haired preteen called Ken Amada; a young man with silver hair and a devilishly handsom
Persona - Chaos Butterfly 2Chapter 2: The Velvet Room's Siblings.Persona - Chaos Butterfly 23 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By the time Souji woke up the next day, Minato and Shinjiro were already awake, chatting at the living room. "Morning, Aniki, Shinjiro-san."
"Morning, Souji-kun." Minato said, while Shinjiro gave him a silent nod. "How's your arm?"
"Better." Souji said rubbing it. "I just changed the bandages."
"Good." Minato nodded.
"Hey, you guys hungry?" Souji asked. "I'll make us some breakfast."
"With your arm like that? Aren't you pushing yourself a little too hard?" Shinjiro asked.
Souji shook his head. "It's no trouble. I mean… truth be told I never tried cooking with only one arm…"
"In
My Voice To YouMy Voice To You10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are the song I sing in the morning.
You are the beat I just can't live without.
You are the sun that shines to lighten my day.
You are the dance in my heart, melody obeys.
You are the shoulder I need when I shed tears.
You are the hand I hold that comforts me from fears.
You are the friend who listens to what I have to say.
You are my sweet night dreams, sweet dreams never fade.
You are the blood that spills from my wounded love.
You are also the bandage who stitches me back up.
You are my angel guarding me from the dark.
You always grant me wishes, my gemstone star.
You will be my best friend until the world never ends.
So h
predator, prey (Protozoa in E Minor)when I could finally bring myselfpredator, prey (Protozoa in E Minor)10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
to look in the mirror
I was more fascinated than shocked
wouldn't the wolf be surprised to awaken one day
a hare, instead?
while I was sleeping
or perhaps while I was looking in the fridge
a bit of classical music, a slice of leftover
ruthless detachment
the cage turned inside out and
swallowed me up,
deranged amoeba-style
(although it is possible
I had been caught in your snare
all along,
too witless to know the difference)
He Invited Me Over.Chapter 4He Invited Me Over.10 months ago in Settings More Like This
(Part 2)
"What the fuck are you doing on the ground? Are you drunk?" I heard someone yell from a distance after quite a while of lying on the ground. I guess I had blacked out because it started raining that cold November rain. I raised my soaked head up to see Carmen jogging up to me giggling.
"Oh... Well you know, I thought I might just take a little snooze here." I said as Carmen pulled me to my feet. It was obvious my forehead was going to have a bruise on it and my knees and hands were pretty scratched up.
"Dude, your soaking wet. How long have you been out here?" she said looking at all the scratches. She grabbed my bag an
instincta berceuseinstinct10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
of sorts
(wolfcries the accompaniment)
animals, we
you worship at the altar
of my body
A juxtaposition: the difference between
being struck like a woodblock
and being played like a
Stradivarius
my skin composes arias
constellations of goosebumps
heartbeat sonnets wrapped in veins
again and again and again
regressing to instrumental
words temporarily discarded
Canis Lupus, full moon
He Invited Me Over.Chapter 2He Invited Me Over.10 months ago in Settings More Like This
I put my right hand on his shoulder and brought my face close to his as we began to kiss. Slow and calm. He had his right hand on the bed, and his other on my waist. I rubbed his neck softly and he played with the hem of my shirt. He started to kiss my neck and chest, and I'm sure I have a few hickies now.
"You know, I like you a lot..." I blurted out. But then I thought to myself, 'what the fuck Amber, why'd you say that for?!' He stopped kissing me and I opened my eyes. He wasn't smiling, but he leaned away to stare at the floor.
"I know were not going out... And we've known each other for years, but its okay if you don't like
A pessimist and an optimist were in a bar.A pessimist and an optimist were in a bar.A pessimist and an optimist were in a bar.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Between them there was a glass of whiskey.
"Excuse me." The pessimist said, tapping the optimist on the shoulder. "Is that half empty glass of whiskey yours?"
"Well, no sir." The optimist replied. "But I would like to correct you; that glass is clearly half full."
"Because of the circumstances," The pessimist stated, "I'd like to point out that the glass would be half empty: because someone left behind half their drink."
"But my kind sir!" The optimist said, a hand at his heart, "that would mean the glass should be half full, for that would mean one man now gains half a glass!"
"Excuse me." The
IIthe wax drips, tendrils round my neckII2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
crystallize my arms, infect me
to scrawl the words across the darkness
and feel that someone can be
because when the lights fall
nobody's serious
and no one can quite believe
that the paradise you see is set in stone
by the people you deny exist
and is a dimension that cannot be reversed
so bring me those scraps of sky i told you to save
make sure they aren't ruined
don't throw them away
my heart crusoes
like a linden tree on the promenade
that one night in june.
Superhero--1His parachute wouldn't open. When the ripcord came away in his hand, he had forced himself not to panic just yet. There was a back-up.Superhero--12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He yanked on the second cord and that came away in his hand as well. He stared at the bright yellow cord, both ends flapping in the wind.
He was approaching terminal velocity, he knew.
The flesh was rippling on his face and his hair was being dragged out of his scalp and his eyes were forced open, tears flying into the empty sky.
Earth was so very, very far below. At this height, even landing in a swimming pool or a giant marshmallow wouldn't save him. He'd splatter on impact like an egg dropped from the C
A dateHe walked to school in the same way,with the same clothes and with the same mood as all the other monday mornings. He thought for the millionth time why he went to school and entered his usual day-dream state and awoke at the entrance of his school.A date3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He sighed and entered the building but something was not like it used to be. He looked closely and noticed that everybody was staring at something at the wall and that they were all talking about something. So he went to the wall and saw that there was a poster about some sort of dance. He didn't read it thoroughly and when the bell rang, he went to the classroom. Like every day he was the only p
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