Written by: Adrienne Yeardye I parked my Millennium Falcon in the driveway tailgate over the curb will probably get a ticket my neighbours don’t like me they just stare [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham Batya pulled the door to the train compartment open, “No, what are you doing, you can’t be here Dalton.” “I have to be here. I have to be a part of this [...]
Writer, It’s a current inspiration obsession… but it’s also part of our purpose as writers. We write what was, what is here now, and what is yet to come. Like a [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham She dug at her nose, “I need a drag.” She leaned out the window inhaling the sweet nicotine…awe “I needed that, life is fucking hard.” Dark surrounded her. [...]
Written by: Adrienne Yeardye Peter blew up at the front door all bones and delicate ears tail between his legs Wolfe’s in town he gasped after a long pour his [...]
Writer, Every sentence is a door to another world. It’s a new thought, a new experience. This is the reason we write, to create these worlds of experience. It is also the [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham He trembled with anxiety. He hadn’t slept in days. It was too soon. His shoes clunked across the cobblestone sidewalk. What was he doing here. He wanted to [...]
Writer, Straight up: If you, or one of your characters, a plot line, or a forest of sleeping buildings had one extra hour of sunlight, what would you do with it? Fact, fiction, [...]
Written by: Adrienne Yeardye and the rains came without waiting until yesterday they sharpened their pencils and polished their boots the clouds packed them a lunch on [...]