There are many people in this world. There are more personalities. Some people have more than one personality. People are a complex species. I’ve heard we know more about outer space than we know of the human brain or the ocean. I’m not sure whether this is true or how the researchers qualified or quantified
“How did this happen,” the bigger bear asked the littler bear. “I don’t know. I might be older, but that doesn’t mean I know the answer,” the little bear said. “You should have more experience than I do with how life works,” the big bear said. “Besides, I was not looking in the direction of
I admit I haven’t been doing much writing especially not anything I am proud of or is anything new. I have to return to my second novel and get this done so I can publish it by the end of this year or early next year. I’m already behind schedule especially when I made my
His name was bestowed on him by his proud father. He became the second of his name. It was quite unfortunate he never lived up to the standards his father had paved the way when he was a child. He grew into a teenager, rebellious and mean. As he aged into middle hood, it was
I’ve been slowly getting back to writing and rewriting my second novel idea. I’m finding the joy again in the process of writing and seeing what happens when you sit down to write. I’ve been lazy and haven’t cleaned off my desk. Instead, I’ve been organizing my photos among other things. Therefore, I’ve been writing
This is actually one of my chapters of one of my novels I’m working on right now. I took a break from my second novel idea to work on this novel idea (the number has changed over the last few years). I’m getting more commitment and drive to get them done by my deadlines or
(This is not written by me, but someone close to me. I read the first draft and made some suggestions to make it better. It is on the longer end of a short story with a little over 6,000 words. I’m eventually going to get back to writing, but in the meantime, enjoy the story.
There might be a hundreds of different ways to kill a bird. There might be a thousand different ways to shatter a window. There might be a million different ways to punish a wrongdoing. There is only one way to tell this particular kind of story. This story that involves someone you don’t know, you
I was not ready to hear my own words. When the time came for me to utter them, to say goodbye in the most creative way, a part of me had one hell of a time saying even one of the words. I’m sure those near me were wondering what I had in my mouth
I started writing this short story about a week ago. It allowed me to finish my journal and start a new one. My first short story in 2021. Don’t get used to it because I will soon have to rewrite my novel and try to finish my other novel by the year’s end. This story
This is loosely based on a dream I had and then it morphed into something different. My original dream was being stuck in underground tunnels with zombies and having to fight my way through them to survive. It went from luring them into rooms and locking them inside to this short story. I completely made