Written by: Adrienne Yeardye there are writers and there are people who write either we roll the world into something the sun can smoke and both we risk the cadence every [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham Ebony dug at her face again. Panic filled her chest, she couldn’t breathe. She stood up hoping oxygen would come to her. She pulled on her ears, trying to [...]
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 [...]
