Life

Always A Writer
As long as I can remember, I’ve been writing stories, but one of the first that I remember, was for our daily journal writing assignment in fifth grade. It was around Thanksgiving and I wrote about a turkey hiding as a rock so he wouldn’t be eaten. I didn’t have time to finish the story, as was par for the course for me. I wrote a lot of unfinished stories. Still do. But my teacher loved it. She encouraged me to finish it, and even pointed out my writing affinity to my parents. They didn't seem so impressed.
By KJ Aartila2 years ago in Writers
Why I Stayed In My Run of the Mill Science Job and Wrote This Article
Why I Left My Big Fancy Tech Job and Wrote a Book Several years ago, I was sitting in the audience at a big science conference learning about some new approach for detecting foodborne pathogens. The speaker gave a really nice presentation and I found the entire talk fascinating. The whole conference was filled with wonderful discussions, new technologies, and I had a really great three days.
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Writers
4 important signs to know he is in love with you
four things that men say when they're in love these phrases may seem small and insignificant but they can actually hold
By be bochi2 years ago in Writers
Lust For Words 3. Top Story - August 2023.
I always begin with the poem that inspired the theme of the list. The one that stopped me in my tracks, had me open the create story tab and start typing for another article.
By Kayleigh Fraser ✨2 years ago in Writers
What actually unemployment teach in life?
What has unemployment taught in life? Yes. You heard right. I still learning and facing the side effects of unemployment. Being an intelligent student I had so many plans for my future but I never thought that my life would be like this. Slowly I am losing confidence in myself and started thinking about what my parents, relatives, and friends are thinking about me. But especially my mother had very much confidence in me that I will get very much better than others and she started offering heavy prayers to god about me. On the other side relatives and cousins advised my father about my unemployment but they don't know that I never gave up and continued to be the daring person in society though unemployed. Going into the past, I was a brilliant person since my childhood other than my cousins scoring more than others in exams. Having thought the government job will give me more respect in society, started preparing for it but could not succeed in it. My life became such a way that even if I want to buy my things I have to depend on my father or my brother which would be uncomfortable after attaining a certain age. Relatives are the ones who are the biggest enemies in my life. I don't know what think of me. They are very jealous of me what if I get a job in which their children are settled in marriages? At the last stage of my examination, my mother's health was not good which resulted in admitting to the hospital, though they showed concern for us none of us helped us. Then I realized that God-given this situation to know how people are today, having happiness in other sad times. They might be happy after hearing the news that I don't get a job. But I believe that God will help me and my family in a certain way. After some days, my sibling got a job which resulted in shock not in my family but in my relatives and cousins' houses. They never thought of me and my brother will settle in our lives. After sharing this news, they started inquiries about how my brother got selected, whether in a legit way or illegally he got a job. After answering all their questions they might not sleep that night following two or three nights. Though I didn't get a job my brother got it, and I am very happy for him thinking about my parents and their happiness for my brother. May god bless him for a bright future in reaching higher milestones in his life. Coming to my life, Life is full of depression, arrogance, and sympathy...and I am vexed with all this and my enemies started forcing my parents about my marriage. I don't know why they have so much interest in me getting marriage of mine. After hearing all this My soul questions them, "Don't you have anything to do in your life? Why are you so concentrated on me?". None listens to it because it's my inner voice and I can talk as much as I can and there is no one to hear me. But I sometimes feel that I could say it loud but I cannot do it because it represents my parents. So nothing to do in life still preparing, and having faith in God that he will help me in settling my life and do wonders for my hard work. Hoping for a day when I could help my parents financially without depending on anyone. Signing off for today.
By Vocalist2 years ago in Writers
Exploring The Uncharted Territories Of Writing
Writing is often likened to embarking on a journey, where words morph into the conveyances that whisk readers away to uncharted realms. Just as voyaging to obscure destinations proffers the thrill of revelation, writing permits us to probe the uncharted territories of our imagination. Let us Delve into the connection between writing and traversing lesser-known places, and how pursuing our inquisitiveness can unlock concealed treasures in both domains.
By Freddie's Lost Treasures2 years ago in Writers
Dear creative writer me, where did you go?
Writing has been one of my biggest interests ever since I was a child. I wrote my first story when I was seven, and the passion never stopped since then.
By Simona Rosso2 years ago in Writers
Why I Write. Top Story - August 2023.
By the time I was 10 years old I was a published author. Ok, OK; so it was printed on a mimeograph machine and displayed in the school's front hallway on Parent's Night, but published is published, amiright?
By Judey Kalchik 2 years ago in Writers
When Everyone is a Writer
You are not likely to find many who would disagree with an argument suggesting that the overall quality of writing on this website, and others like it, is as good or better than it has ever been. While the quality of writing may be at or near its peak, the quality of reading seems to be at or near an all time low. By this I do not mean the number of people reading, or the number of page views, or whatever happens to be the stat du jour used by the businesspeople running these sites to measure their popularity and therefore their financial value. Those are quantitative measures, what I am talking about is a purely qualitative one. The quality I am referring to is the quality of reading.
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Writers
Writing Excuses: I Suck at Writing
Author's preface: The below article is a satirical take on an article I read many years ago, and which I cannot currently find to link here (sorry). That article was titled Writing Excuses: I'm Too Tired to Write (or something close to that) and was a serious look at one writers struggle to motivate themselves to write. It took aim at one of the more common excuses people use to get out of doing anything, being too tired. I thought it would be funny to turn that idea on its head and into one of my favorite things to write about, how bad I suck at writing. lol!
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Writers
Writing from the Original Position Behind the Veil of Ignorance
I have been thinking and writing about writing a lot these days. Mostly it has been in response to other articles I have come across which suggest various ways you can become a more popular or successful writer. As is my usual m.o., I have taken some of these articles to task with satirical replies that attempt to illustrate with humor just how ridiculous such advice typically is. An example of one of the satirical pieces and one with a (slightly) more serious tone are linked below to give you a sense.
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Writers
A Druid and an Elf Walk in a Tavern
The spark of an idea came to me one day when I was working. I had never written for my own enjoyment before, and I found myself imagining the characters my wife and I had played for a Dungeons and Dragons campaign going on adventures of their own. Once I got home, I pulled out the computer and started typing away until I had a full chapter, that I titled “A Druid and an Elf Walk in a Tavern”.
By Georges-Henri Daigle2 years ago in Writers