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Library Nights: A Literary Triptych

Word Count: 1260 Summary: Every level tells a story. Author's Note: This is, strictly speaking a rough draft. I am forever indebted to my friend Michael for allowing me to borrow an excerpt from his blog and further sh…
Ooh, pretty word art!

After the success of Clockwork Silence, my writer's itch - and a deep, deep desire to put off thinking about how school is starting in a month - made me open up a bit of original writing that I started over a year ago, "…
The Stories

I have choked my way through them. I have cleaned them up. Patchwork, or as I now call it, "Shifting Perspective," is bearing increasingly little resemblance to the draft I poured out for my sim family document a month…
RS: *is revising her "Patchwork" story for creative writing on theory that it is easier than her papers, and she needs to get SOMETHING completely finished* This is true. What is also true is that THE AWFULNESS OF THIS…
Cross-post forever!

Or at least until I get some actual progress made on my five flailing bunny-works. Creative Writing: Eight other stories have come through thus far, and I’m ranking my story 3rd of 9. Okay, maybe there are a couple of …
Short-short story is definitely Annabeth Was a Dancer. Short story is...presently wavering between Time to Heal and my untitled sim story. If the untitled sim story was only FINISHED...hey, here's a fun idea. Want …
X-post, plus an addition

I stuck myself into doing my story-workshopping session on the first day, which means one of my stories has to be done and sent by Sunday, and I'm going crazy for lack of ability to write creatively. New ideas are ou…
frustrated

I keep coming with ideas I can't see a way to finish. Right now Muse is deeply interested in Lindsay Monroe. 1) A scene for between...um, whatever they're called, episodes 2 & 3 of this season, why Lindsay stood …
It started as 1 line, and turned into a miserable rant

My poems suck. You know how it goes with me. Ten people can like them and it will make my spirits soar and I'll agree, and see the good, but if one person with even a modicum of credibility (and a master's degree in En…
So. I sat down to maybe finally finish a prose poem that’s been kicking around since mid-March, Annabeth Was a Dancer, because I finally was home and had access to my scrapbook, which contained my application to St. …