Cloud Shadows by David Gale Wright


As the rose opens
only to the sun –
so am I to you.

I follow your arc
Across azure sky –
facing radiance. Continue reading

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Falling In One’s Own Trap by Arushi Sachan


I fell for it

An exotic predator

Golden intriguing eyes

The powerful essence

Ripping me apart Continue reading

A Four-Letter Word by Caro Ness


Love is just a four-letter word

Like long, or like, or wish, or hope,

Yet, though it may seem quite absurd,

It encircles the heart with silken rope,

And makes each day seem bright and new, Continue reading

Beaches by R. Harlan Smith


Once upon the good old days on Miller Beach,
When school was out with nothing more to learn or teach,
You played along the shore with all your pretty friends
Regardless of a world where space and time descends.
Such seasons fade as night persists to day, although Continue reading

The Birth of the Valentine’s Day Scars by Mbongeni Nyadza


Candid candle lights erupt a fire
Echoing a sweet melody of rhapsody
Notorious settling setting ablaze the valley of valentine’s day
Drumming a sweet tune of love
Romancing a sew saw of affection
Affecting the motionless motion of the dinner table Continue reading

Mardi Gras Writer’s Challenge!!!! (CANCELLED)


(DUE TO UNFORESEEN CIRCUMSTANCES THIS CHALLENGE HAS BEEN CANCELLED. ANY ONE THAT HAS SUBMITTED THEIR WORK THAT WOULD LIKE TO BE CONSIDERED FOR THE NEXT CHALLENGE, WILL BE EMAILED)

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Welcome to the Mardi Gras Writer’s Challenge.

All information is listed below. If you have any questions, please feel free to email us at davidandadrianna@yahoo.com

Writing Prompts: 

And Why Beholdest Thou the Mote that is in thy Brother’s Eye:  An arid wind swept up a cloud of sand and the tiniest speck of silica lodged in the corner of his eye.  For a brief moment he saw with a previously unknown clarity, what must be done and how he must do it.

Hell Hath No Fury:  The bridge was too narrow to accommodate pedestrians, but Jim had to cross the river.  The setting sun blinded his vision and his iPod was screaming Layla by Derick and the Dominos in his ears; he was oblivious to the approach of his ex-wife’s car. Continue reading

WRITING CRAFT: CRUEL CLAWS by Rayne Hall


To increase suspense in a scene where a dangerous person is about to do something nasty, slow down the pace and describe their hands.  This is perfect for when the evil overlord signs the order to exterminate the children, or when the torturer readies his instruments.

Are the hands bronzed or pale, wrinkled or smooth? Are the fingers long or stubby, bony or Continue reading

Re-born by Marco G. Casteleijn


Re-reborn

 “Letters are among the most significant memorial a person can leave behind them.”

–          Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

The letter

He shivers while sweat dries on his naked back. He puts his pen down. He stares at his Continue reading

Writing Prompts for January 12, 2014


Unleash your creative minds; I know there is a story in each one of you.  Yes, that IS an informal challenge.  Use 1,000 to 2,500 words and send it in to DavidandAdrianna@yahoo.com and put your talents and imagination up against your peers. Continue reading

WRITING CRAFT: CHASES AND ESCAPES by Rayne Hall


Does your novel-in-progress contain a scene where the heroine escapes from danger, with the villain chasing after her? Excellent. Readers love the these scenes.

Here are some techniques to make your escape scene exciting.

1. Point of View

Stay in deep Point of View. If possible, write the scene from the fleeing person’s point of view. This means showing only what this person sees, hears and feels. If the PoV Continue reading

Writing Craft: Captivity Scenes by Rayne Hall


If you’re writing a novel, is there a scene where the heroine is imprisoned or locked up against her will?

Here are some techniques to make this scene powerful.

1. If possible, make the room dark or semi-dark. Perhaps she’s locked up in a lightless Continue reading

Romancing the Reader: Five Goals for Writing the Romance Story by Dave Goodlove


It was the first day of ballroom class.  Sweat formed on my brow as I glanced around the studio with mirrored walls and wooden floor at the other dancers who were warming up for the class, swinging their partners around with perfect posture and poise.  No one could believe that I wasn’t there to prepare for a wedding or a formal dance, and that I had actually come with my girlfriend of my own volition just because I’d wanted to.

I was in my mid-twenties, and I had recently fallen in love with Fred Astaire movies.  The way Fred would dance so gracefully and swing Ginger around the dance floor was nothing Continue reading