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AGE: 23
LOC: United States
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: July 16

I don’t usually engage other writers in conversation—conversations about writing rarely give way to a sudden break through or a fantastic idea…

I enjoy reading the work of others…especially good work. I try to give others the benefit of the doubt—in all venues.

I’ve been published here and there, yeah—but it’s never enough. If my university offered a course titled ‘How to Become as Rich and Famous as JK Rowling 101’ I’d be the first to enroll, for sure.

I am working on a novel…but I don’t like it enough to post it here just yet. Keep an eye out for that one…I have good feelings about it.

Speaking of good feelings, I am becoming increasingly impressed with a few people around here…and increasingly unimpressed …

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Poetry / Endless Night
Version 1
15 Reviews   5 Comments
Do you close your eyes Relinquishing your sight Hope against hope, day will return Only to awake in endless night Have you ever felt as if No matter where you turn, Nothing will go right for you— They set you up to watch you burn Does the anger flare within you Strangling your dreams Pushing you down with them Drowning out the murky beams Of optimism forgotten Memories not sought Surge to overtake your mind The only Mourners—gone Banished to the deepest corners Do you close your eyes Willing ...
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Version 2
9 Reviews   8 Comments
Amanda Dill ENG 3343 30 April 2008 Eggs…er, Food for Thought Chickens tend to dislike having people poke around in their nests, stealing their precious eggs, their future children. I suppose I’d feel the same way, if our roles were reversed, but they aren’t, and I happen to like omelets. My first memory of my childhood begins inside a chicken coop, the musty smell of hay and feathers clogging up my nose and mouth, my head filled with images of little chicken heads and sharp, tiny beaks. It’s ...
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Version 1
1 Review   1 Comment
Chickens tend to dislike having people poke around in their nests, stealing their precious eggs, their future children. I suppose I’d feel the same way, if our roles were reversed, but they aren’t, and I happen to like omelets. My first memory of my childhood begins inside a chicken coop, the musty smell of hay and feathers clogging up my nose and mouth, my head filled with images of little chicken heads and sharp, tiny beaks. Every time I see a chicken, even a cartoon representation, this me...
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Poetry / Why Is It?
Version 1
14 Reviews   6 Comments
Is it so hard? Is it so hard To be civil to one another? Is it so hard To put differences aside? Is it so hard To look beyond stereotypes? I wonder Why we fight with each other, Why we kill each other, Why we subject our children to Things they should never have to see. I wonder Why we can't each try, Why we can't allow any dissonance in our lives, Why we have to keep our true selves hidden Then bicker endlessly when the right to own that self is removed. Is it so hard To be who we are? Why i...
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Poetry / Just Don't
Version 1
3 Reviews   4 Comments
When you're lying there alone at night, Don't think about me. If you find yourself wonderin' if I'm alright, Don't think about me. Should you find some empty space in your heart, Don't think about me. Don't think about me at all-- And whatever you do, please don't fall In love with me. It's no good for you, no good for us-- Just keep on goin' with the way it was, Because if you don't, I'll have to run And I don't want to lose you. So whatever you might be thinkin' now, It's best to just forge...
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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Don't get old
Defuse a bomb. Diffuse sadness. Try reworking this into a poem. The way it's written here doesn't do it justice, I don't think. If you feel it must be a story, don't tell us each and every thing. Describe. Use detail. Tell us what's going on. When you say things like 'Me, I thought' or 'Me I said'...it just doesn't read well. Keep working on this one.
Humor/Satire / Marriage VS. The Party.
Sarah stormed off to the bathroom, “Fine. -- Period after 'bathroom' Use of 'one' instead of 'you' or something else--sound pretentious...don't force it. A bit more show, a little less tell. Describe what's going on, how that makes Josh feel...instead of telling us what they're saying. Or at least describe their tones and their expressions/body language more. It worked well in the first paragraph. Arrival at the party--sounds contrived, strained...would be more realistic if she's shown waitin...
Quotes / Stay Focused
I agree with the sentiment...not quite profound enough to remember verbatim, but the idea is likely to stick around.
Quotes / A Spiky Prayer
I love you too. But no. You should pray for a gardener instead--praying for rakes only leads to yardwork. ;)
Horror / It felt good
First off, this isn't exactly horror. Not saying it isn't good...just misplaced. It is interesting, though. I'd like to see something like this along with one or two more 'journal' type pieces--thoughts on training, then on being sent OS or to the 'battle zone'...and finally to the moment this mentions--the first kill. As for this piece--it comes across real and 'in your head' and that makes the reader--ie, me--want more, as I mentioned above. Keep working! Kudos.