Life
A Journey of Transformation: From Novice to Seasoned Storyteller
Every writer has a humble beginning, a starting point that marks the initiation of their creative journey. For me, it was the first piece I ever wrote, a simple composition that now stands as a testament to my growth as a storyteller. In this introspective piece, we will delve into the emotions, message, and essence of that initial creation and contrast it with my present-day style and perspective as a writer. Join me on this nostalgic journey of growth and rediscovery as we celebrate the art of storytelling.
By John Porfy2 years ago in Writers
Unlocking My Love
Welcome back! In the last entry, I had a taste of freelance creative writing, but spat it out because I had lacked the will to acquire the refine flavor of writing. It took a little over half a decade to develop a passion for the craft. During my senior year of high school, I knew I wanted to be a creative, freelance writer with the dream of publishing a novel.
By Iris Harris2 years ago in Writers
My First Story was a Nightmare. Top Story - September 2023.
My first story came from a strange place and I hope I am not alone in this. It wasn't from a book, although, in part, one of the greatest science fiction novelists, had his hand in it. The idea didn't come from a movie or video game either. It all started in 18 years ago in the back seat of my mom's red Dodge Durango.
By David Brandy2 years ago in Writers
Imagination is My Reality
For as long as I can remember I’ve told stories, fantastic tales of lands unknown. Before I could write for myself, I told them to my dolls and stuffed animals, especially a yellow and gold dragon, I so creatively named Firebreather. Like all children I hated chores, but when my focus was right or I had enough incentive, either to avoid getting in trouble or get an allowance, I happily raked leaves, vacuumed, and cleaned telling myself stories of princesses rescued and their white knights.
By McKenna Castleberry2 years ago in Writers
StoryTime
As a young boy, I blundered with a different set of emotions… they were stringent for me to clarify. Something apprised me that I stood unique in this world, but something also made me feel that I was dissimilar. There was a feeling inside that I couldn't describe.
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)2 years ago in Writers
My Journey With V
It was not, until March of 2015 I decided to embark on that journey. As I walked I could feel I was there, a mere spectactor, no special interest in the miles, no special interest and no notion that any business relating to the destination had anything to do with me. It was the longest journey with the most brilliant and shrewdest friend. However, it was undeniable that something more than unusual importance was expected to transpire at the end, with the weight of anticipation growing heavier with footfall.
By Bruce Simbarashe Biningu2 years ago in Writers
SHARK WITCHCRAFT? FEMALE SHARKS GATHER EACH YEAR BENEATH THE FULL MOON
Imagine a scenario in which storms overwhelm Los Angeles with shark-filled floods, and tornadoes twist those floodwaters into deadly twisters known as sharknados. Even while this scenario seems exciting, our emphasis today is on a true underwater mystery rather than the inventiveness of Hollywood. Under the full moon, we're diving among the mysterious group of Great Hammerhead sharks. In the seas near French Polynesia, sharks—often thought of as lone predators of the deep—display their secret social side. An all-female gathering of hammerhead sharks, with their strange behavior intimately linked to the moon cycle, has been observed in recent years by an international team of experts.
By Cyril Lord2 years ago in Writers
