Tag: writing
member name: Ylanne Sorrows
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July 19, 2009 09:56 PM EDT --
Desert Wanderings
Ylanne Sorrows
12 May 1965
It was her fifteenth birthday and she was alone. Aunt Solara had offered to cook something special for the occasion, but Tahira . . .
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October 25, 2007 08:46 PM EDT --
1.) I like to. Duh. Why would I write if I didn't enjoy it? It would defeat the purpose.
2.) To expose my soul to an otherwise apathetic world. If you talk about your opinions, nobody . . .
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March 18, 2008 07:14 PM EDT --
When I signed up for Gather, I knew I was joining an encouraging and supportive community of fellow writers, artists, and awesome people. When I signed up for Gather, I knew I wanted to contribute . . .
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April 12, 2008 08:43 PM EDT --
Note to those who clicked on the tile expecting exercises for you to do: You can do these exercises too! These are the writing excerpts I did with them. Exercise One, take your character through their . . .
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March 16, 2008 05:46 PM EDT --
Ethereal
Gleaming silvery
Fine dust scattered
Upon leafy treetops
Undulating rays of sheen
Washing over earth
Lost but
Finding their way
Back to a solitary window
Where even . . .
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November 20, 2009 10:45 PM EST --
An Honest Prayer: It is a rare find, the honest prayer, one spoken with truth, and felt in the heart. The faux prayer, the pompous, arrogant prayer, the proper prayer, the spiteful prayer, the hollow . . .
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October 22, 2007 09:23 PM EDT --
Permission is granted to educators to reproduce this text for classroom use only. Copyright 2007 by Ylanne Sorrows. All rights reserved.
Those of you interested in a fast writing prompt, . . .
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March 13, 2008 06:54 PM EDT --
Scotch tape, dry and cracked
Brouhaha rhythm beaten on her back
Made to watch the world
Spun out and unfurled
Gasping where they lay
Didn't know they could never . . .
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March 18, 2008 09:06 PM EDT --
I recently attended a writing workshop. One of the exercises we did was to write a list story, which is an entire story written in a list (i.e. a grocery list, a to do list, a list of instructions, etc.) . . .
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October 08, 2007 05:52 PM EDT --
Answer the question in the title.
Ylanne Sorrows: Spaghetti; tomato homemade
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October 23, 2007 08:11 PM EDT --
Meredith L. Anandini once told me that in order to write well, I need to write from the heart. In order to write successfully, I need to write from the need for money or fame. And to write something people . . .
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February 26, 2008 06:28 PM EST --
First please allow me to offer an apology--I truly am sorry about seeming to have dropped off the face of the earth, and/or ignoring all of my connections and groups. Do I really want to be doing this?! . . .
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April 19, 2008 10:17 PM EDT --
Here is the page with my articles all nice and sorted out for you to look through. I know you'll find at least two things to interest you that you'll comment on. (wink wink nudge nudge) This is the art . . .
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July 20, 2009 03:27 PM EDT --
Was it you when I turned, and saw it there, etched in a mirror, lost on the roadside And lovingly, longingly, turned passion away All my hopes slowly fading, losing their precious color Mingling with . . .
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March 19, 2008 08:51 PM EDT --
Natalie Schultz paced back and forth outside the crime laboratory in the chilling hall. Technicians rushed by in both directions, hurrying to get someplace. The occasional agent would waltz in, disappear . . .
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October 08, 2007 05:47 PM EDT --
I wrote this this February. I think you'll enjoy it.
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I was there when he died and when she died and when freedom died. I was there when liberty arrived-at long last-and I was there when . . .
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October 09, 2007 05:27 PM EDT --
So after all the readers were gone, Alisa Nelson stomped over to me in a furious rage. Her white face was turning tomato-red and her eyes were flaming. Her red hair was smoldering and her face seemed to . . .
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October 09, 2007 08:37 PM EDT --
Hosted by the Crime Writers Writing Hole:
What: A short piece of fiction, limit 25,000 words, in the crime/mystery/thriller genre. Must be in first person the whole way through, only one character speaking. . . .
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December 28, 2007 10:06 AM EST --
Imagine and hold what cannot be yours
Speak to yourself when you are alone
Look into the mirror and tellyourself
What do you see when no one else isthere
To impress, to shame, to . . .
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December 28, 2007 07:24 PM EST --
Dimitri Youngblood stared in shock at his victim-to-be. Kenneth Wilkinson seemed greatly at ease, and even amused at the killer's bewilderment.
"You've come to kill me, haven't you?" . . .
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