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AGE:
43
LOC: New Port Richey, FL
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: April 24
LOC: New Port Richey, FL
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: April 24
I have just finished writing my first book- non-fiction. I hope to have it published by this fall of 2009.
I have started another, a venture out into fiction that is just still a bunch of brainstorming on paper.
I enjoy writing what I feel, which comes out in the form of poetry. I hope you enjoy and please give plenty of feedback…
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I wake each morning and can't wait to touch you. I am amazed at how much you must love me. What will we be in the mood for today? Shopping - you are a patient shopper, never complaining or rushing me along. We could talk, we are such communicators! Hours can go by and I won't have realized the time. I am so touched by your presence. I dream of places to go- Scotland, Australia, perhaps Greece. Together we’ll plan and prepare for trips we will never take- but it’s a wonderful diver...
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I have my own little worlds Separated by the mind Into compartments that aren’t meant to combine. Past, present, future Friends, lovers, acquaintances Who I was then, and who I am now. I can go through each day In one world or another But not to the other. A flicker, a moment A glimpse of another And my worlds collide. Retreat! To the bedroom The softness of the comforter And if I should be so spared- sleep. When worlds collide I need this shelter to surround myself with fairytales In...
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I have a fear. A night time fear. It grows in the darkness, and hides in the day. To look at me you would think me normal. What is normal? Well, you would think it of me if you were to see me. Daytime me is happy, carefree, silly, and you would just never know what is to come in the night. As the sun begins to set, the fear begins to rise. It is an entity of it’s own, I know that to be true, but it is one that takes over who I am. Every night. It begins with my feeling of dread. The lit...
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I see you in my mind, sometimes it is so real. The things you took, continue to take, not from me, but now another whore. A long line of women from way in the past, from the day you left mama ‘til today’s present breath. You use women as you please to pay your way to fulfill your desires Only a selfish man turns good women to whores. Sweet words slip easily from your lips words every woman wants to hear, In return, our souls, our sweat, our tears… Our every last dollar. I ...
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As people pass through our lives they each leave a certain mark. Many are happy acts of kindness, wisdom shared, a stranger’s hug at a tragic event. Others hurt and leave an impression on our psyche, but one that can be lived with. Yet others gouge at the very essence of who we are, leaving not impressions but deep scars. There are so few that do the worst, but it is those that haunt us for eternity. Just in passing- words of hate, a sneer, a look, all sear our souls with their brand of...
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Hello, I'd first like to say that I don't like the word "critique" much, as it seems to come across as having a negative meaning. Having said that, I want to point out some things I noticed as well as giving an overall review. As a fellow writer I would want the same. "We had to have to be similar, but not too similar." *** remove the 'to have' to read 'We had to be similar...." Shiny armor should be shining armor if you're going for the common saying. "The moral of my paint by number boyfrie...
Very original. I read it 3 times and got more out of it each time, kindof like one of those movies where the more times you watch it the more things you see. This is so original that I don't want to play with it. Just a couple of things that strike me, but maybe they are supposed to! "Travel with me to the dark side of dreams, my new abode We will climb back into the preservation tank, our home" Does "my new abode" have added meaning to "our home"? It reads to me as the same and maybe "my new...
"If I was a more perceptive man" should be 'were' I wish I could "suspend" a rating because I don't think it's ready to publish in this state, but here are my thoughts on this piece. First, this is from the heart and from the gut. It's hard to critique on that. My suggestion is to go back over it, now that you've "said" it on paper and put it into a more publishable (is that a word?) form..... IF that is what you wish to do with it. I myself, would keep this version in an envelope addressed t...
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Caution has been thrown to the ground and Conscience is ducktaped in the utility closet
"The "What if?" that plague's" should be plagues I found this to be a confusing read. You go back and forth between throwing caution to the ground and advise on why not to. Perhaps breaking those issues into 2 seperate paragraphs, complete thoughts on their own would make it easier to read. I don't get the final message, and I'd like to know more about what you've lost because you threw caution to the ground and duct-taped conscience in the closet. That's a powerful statement, but I would lik...
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Ok, this is so good with 100 words exactly. You told a whole (scary if you ask me) story in 100 words- amazing. It creeped me out, yet I can see it being the future- sadly enough. Great impact- I can't think of a thing to change. I think you are going to "Kill" in the Drabble Contest. Regards- WebWriter
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