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AGE:
41
LOC: Amarillo, TX
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: September 15
LOC: Amarillo, TX
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: September 15
describing youreslf is in terms to me hype, so I will state that I am as many of you a writer/author. I just finished writing my book titled “Karma”
About me: Ug, I am a published writer in both journals and newspapers, writing for me is a passion, and I never found that writing for the paper, the search for the truth as a driving factor, but the truth is only perceived by the writers slant when getting the story across to the reader, therefore, my passion for this style is quivering to the depths of the open black sea, but when I write for my pleasure, I feel as though I am pulled up from those black waters, and soon light apears before me. Shinning on the road I was always meant to walk.
If you find my story on this sight, I hope y…
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Chapter Sixteen Sam sat silently in the waiting room at the cancer center waiting for Brenda to come out, her mind reeled with the worst, but her heart hoped for the best. She had just returned from St. Petersburg in time to be here for Brenda as promised. She was tired, the past couple of months were rough. She had been juggling her time between Rita, Brenda and her business. Sam was worried she would have a nervous breakdown if something did not give soon. Brenda walked out of the examinin...
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Chapter Seventeen Weeks past quickly, Rita spent all her spare time with Sam in hopes to build their relationship. If she didn’t have to work she wouldn’t, if it meant having more time her. But, that did not stop Rita when it was time for the trips into St. Petersburg, Rita would take off to go with Sam to meet with Melissa when they had a meeting. Sam encouraged her to go along with. She explained that she did not want her to think they were messing around. But in reality, Sam knew she was ...
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Chapter Eight Sam took one last look at the only home she really knew. She felt no emotion, just emptiness as she closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Her turmoil of past mistakes, and bad relationships were nearing the end. Looking out the window of her car, Sam observed the picturesque countryside, the vicious, powerful, open sea crashed into ancient tower rocks of the Saracota. The sheer drop between cliff and water was awesome. Sam admired the full force of Mother Nature. “How ...
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Criminal Time is a fleeting moment attached to our life Pushing us forward towards our path We stumble and fall but quickly get up But the unbelievers will hold you in place Time works against us Time runs out There is not always enough time to figure things out Walk briskly, move forward A lesson learned from this perseverance Thirty-years pass Reflection is all you have Make each moment count Because it’s criminal to let it pass
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You are brilliant not serien. You are a master but not bright by any means. You demand order you get no where. People stop listening honestly no one cares. Justice a demanding word. Fairness not in your vocabulary. Honesty far and few you wouldn't know the meaning if it was thrown at you. Subtle you are to direct. You couldn't be kind there's no other words that express. This is the way I describe you. You are the government. You are just a few.
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I like your technique and style of writing. This almost seemed as a short story. I could vividly see the seen being laid out. Very good poem, no suggestions. Keep writing. Dawn
Hi, This for such a short peice is very powerful. i think you did a great job on this. The only part that just did not sit well or confused me is this part. Daddy constantly gambled the three lives left behind for her not noticing the sign. Her small, tight body and fat round booty controlled your mind. It seems as if the narator was talking to the husband/father. So when this stanza comes into play it seemed misplaced. Other than that. Wonderful, powerful peice. \Dawn
This is sgort and to the point. The flow reads well. However, it comes across as a statement. therefore will give you my insight. do remember this is just my opinion and one of many different opinions in writing. One.. your tenses keep changing. example.. Change to rumors (changed into rumors) Then told to enemies (remove then. fine with just Told) Not all secrets are lies.... Now they are dangerous (????) explain a little) Spoken in rooms (this just doesnt fit) Argued with a lost friend (i l...
I liked this very much. it is so very sad, but realistically intact. The only part that confussed me just a tat was the very last stanza. I like the ending but stumbled on ( wish I could recognise you, my Friend, ) to re-read and to try to see a way to finish this another way I was at a loss, so it is very hard to say. nit may have to be left as is. Or, maybe it is in the verbage. But at the same it flows. Tiss a hard call. Keep up the good write. You have a very strong and imapcting style. D...
As I read the story, it drew me in... You develope your charactor very well. The dialogue is wonderful and your descriptiam going to tag this on keeps the pace. I am going to tag this item, because stories with great flow deserve more attention than you get from a simple review such as this. When i am done. I will email you with more. I would like to see this story developed further. Good job... Dawn
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