A Void to Avoid by D.W Metz (short story)


As I walked up the steps to my apartment I found a bright orange eviction notice stapled into the cracked paint of the brown door.  It came as little surprise as I’d been avoiding the landlord for two months. I only left in the middle of the night for minimal groceries and to find the remnants of half smoked cigarettes outside the bus station entrance.  Anything as not to be caught in her gaze and questioned yet again why the rent remained unpaid. With as little noise as possible I opened the lock to the apartment, leaving the orange notice stapled to the door, and closed it behind me. Continue reading

WRITING A GREAT DUEL SCENE by Rayne Hall


Note to blogger: Consider embedding the two youtube videos for which I’ve given links at the end.

 

Duels are often the most exciting and memorable scenes of a novel.  Here are some tips Continue reading

WRITING CRAFT: DANGER IN THE DARK by Rayne Hall


Does your story have a scene of danger or horror? Is it scary enough? Do you want your readers to fear for your main character’s safety? Here’s a simple technique on how to make a scene seriously frightening:

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Writing Craft CUT THE ‘SAID’, SHE SAID by Rayne Hall


Dialogue tags (he said, she asked, he replied) can help the reader understand who’s talking. But when it’s clear who’s talking, you can cut the tag.  This makes your writing tighter and the pacing faster.

 

If the speaker is doing something, the action is enough to attribute the dialogue. Simply put Continue reading

Writing Craft COULD YOU DO WITHOUT ‘COULD’? by Rayne Hall


In thirty years as an editor, I’ve found the same fatty words bloat the style of many authors.

 

Here is a notorious, fattening, calorie-rich word: ‘could’.  If you cut it from your diet, your writing style will be come sharper and tighter.

 

Beginner writers are prone to overusing it. Experienced authors may use it a lot in their

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The Book Is Here!!


Some of you may remember that I had won first place in a poetry contest in the Darker Times Collection. The anthology is now available!!! To some of you multi-published authors this may seem old school, haha, so excuse my childish glee. Lol. IMG_1312

 

If you want to buy the anthology where I’ve been published, visit these links below:

Darker Times Volume Two — Kindle Edition (in the UK)

Darker Times Volume Two — Paperback (in the UK)

Darker Times Volume Two — Paperback & Kindle (in the USA) 

 

I have been writing some experimental stories and would like to post them and get all of your opinions and feedback if you like? Not sure if that is something you all would like to get involved in, but let me know. I’m a little rusty since I haven’t shown any of my stories in almost a year now. Ack! I feel like I’m starting all over again.

 

Anyways.. HAPPY WEEKEND!! 🙂

A. Joleigh

 

February’s 2014 Valentine’s Poetry Writer’s Challenge Winner


Congratulations to Joseph Imperi for winning the Valentine’s Poetry Writer’s Challenge!!!

Joe Imperi, 43 and a daddy of two young boys, Alexander and Christian, has been writing poetry on and off since high school.  After his separation in April 2011, he founded the

Joe Imperi

Joe Imperi

Dads Rights Coalition of NY support group on FB. This was done due to not being able to find an outlet for people in his situation.  He is also a board member of Fathers and Families of NY. Writing has “saved his sanity” and has been his way of channeling his energy into something positive.  By creating a place to vent positively against parental alienation, he has been able to help many afflicted by the same situation as his own. This is also when he decided to start writing his blog that is aptly titled “Saving my sanity, one blog at a time”.  Joe declares himself a hopeful romantic, yet a lot of his poetry draws from the darker side of loves lost. He recently was published on the online journal The Cultured Vultures in the U.K.  He is working on a compilation of country music poems that he hopes will one day become actual songs. One very recent poem of Joe’s, “She’s just a country girl”, now has a sister version written by Denise Baxter Yoder called “Country Gal”. The two of them hope to bring both poems together into a duet version in the near future.

Along with witting, Joe is an avid hockey fan of the Buffalo Sabres, a lover of fishing, festivals, rollercoasters and anything else related to his home town of Buffalo, NY.

You can find all of Joe Imperis work on his main blog site: www.dadsrightscoalition.wordpress.com

Joe is active in poetry communities found on FB and Google+ and also has another blog: www.savingmysanityoneblogatatime.blogspot.com

Finally, here is a link to his support group that supports not just Dads, but all parents affected by Parental Alienation: www.facebook.com/groups/DadsRightsCoalitionofNY/

Joseph Imperi’s Winning Entry

Really?!?!?!?! Seriously?!?!?!?!

You were always my best friend first
There is really no excuse
Your love is what I thirst
Oh really what’s the use

You were given all I could give Continue reading

WRITING CRAFT: CREATING CLIFFHANGERS by Rayne Hall


To keep the reader going, turning page after page even when she meant to do the dishes or go to sleep, place an exciting hook at the end of every scene.

Don’t end a scene with everything resolved, good and well. Instead, make the reader tense

Rayne Hall

Rayne Hall

about what happens next.

Scene-Ending Hooks

State the character’s goal at the beginning of the Continue reading

Really?! Seriously?! by Joseph Imperi


Really?!?!?!?! Seriously?!?!?!?!

You were always my best friend first
There is really no excuse
Your love is what I thirst
Oh really what’s the use

You were given all I could give
I asked for only love in return
What I offered was a chance to live
Instead I am alone and need to learn

Now I know It’s over
I can read between the lines
So much for the four leaf clover
You have given me all the signs

A wish is a wish
And I guess it just never took
My foolish heart, like a foolish fish Continue reading

Love Revealed by Jeffery Brand


I come to you naked,
Vulnerable,
My dreams and fears
Resting on the surface of
My existence…
I’m awash in an ocean of insecurities…
Capsized in life’s waters,
I reach for you;
Struggling against the undertow,
Swimming feverishly towards your
Safe harbor…
Perhaps
I’m unjust in bestowing a moniker
Of savior upon you,
As you’re human and far from
Godly,
But your love
Is an unfamiliar salvation Continue reading

My Pet Monkey by Suri Ben Noah


MY PET MONKEY

I came across a monkey so dear

So cute it was, I loved it truly

My love I expressed without fear

Though the monkey at times turned unruly 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

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

Valentine’s Poetry Writer’s Challenge


Calling all poets!!!

I had such a great time with this last Writer’s Challenge, that David and I have decided to host another one for Valentines Day. 

This time, we are going to make the Challenge about poetry. Now, I know there are hundreds of you poets out there in my groups. Now’s the time to come out of the dark and show us what you’ve got.

The requirements for this contest are as follows:valentines_day_love-12628

1) Poem can be any length. No maximum or minimum word usage.

2) The poem doesn’t have to be romantic. It can be horrifying, depressing, loving.. anything! 🙂 As long as it’s a poem, it’s acceptable.

3) Editing: you are responsible for any editing and/or proofreading for your entry. David and I have a lot to do on with our jobs that we don’t have time to edit each and every entry. 🙂

4) No explicit sexual poetry will be allowed.  Passion, and sex are allowed, but do not be vulgar.

5) Submit all entries to davidandadrianna@yahoo.com 

Deadline: January 19, 2014.

Voting: January 20th – January 25th

Winner’s announced: January 26, 2014 

Prizes: a romantic theme painted by A. Joleigh (reserved for winner by the public vote), a book of poetry (specifics will be announced soon), chocolates and a card sent to a Heart-Sweets-Wallpapersecret love or someone you admire from afar.

***Voting Rules. A primary winner will be chosen by the public. Four other winners will be chosen by the hosts (David and me). All will have their poems displayed in the Challengers Hall, with their information and photo.

Matthew Eaton– Eternal Lover


Sleet pinging against dark glass behind him
Wind whipped leaves stampeding past his feet on the unlit path
An eerie howl screaming through the treetops
He knew he had trespassed against all reason and common sense
Yet he walked further, bent against the storm, forward to meet his nightmare face-to-face Continue reading

A. Long — Chimera Self


My face was beat by wind and sleet,
Forest floor set traps to trip my feet.
My cloak wrapped tight about my neck,
In rain, I embarked on forest trek.
The creature wailed up in the tree,
Fought to keep his life from me.

My creation howled, woed, moaned,
Invoking God, each groan Continue reading

Yolanda Marin–A Crumpled Body


The pain surprised her, she had thought it would hurt less this time, that she would be numb to it.  Looking down, a tear fell from her cheek and disappeared into the pool of warm blood.  She knew she would have to go and wash up.  He hated to see her dishevelled, she must look her best or it may set him off again.  Her body ached and she knew that in a little while it would be covered in bruises.

This time had been worse than the others. She had lost consciousness, coming to only when she felt Coco licking the blood off Continue reading

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The pain surprised her, she had thought it would hurt less this time. Looking down, a tear fell from her cheek and disappeared into the pool of warm blood. She knew she would have to find somewhere to wash. She knew she would have to find somewhere to hide. Already the sky was bright with the coming dawn. The hunters would be awake by now, eager to sniff out her trail. Like this one had. He should have stayed with them instead of charging into the night Continue reading

B. Paradis–Untitled


Each step was more agonizing than the last, each breath revealed another inner demon.  The Blue Forest was so majestic during the day, but under the shadow of night, its true nature was revealed. This was the only portal that all the sorrows of the world were released, in so much that even the flowers themselves grew blue from the tears of the Earth.

Another howl… Continue reading

Nariman Parker–BURGUNDY


Raindrops huge and insistent assaulted the glass behind him. Staring in his rear view mirror it looked like the dark was stalking him. He shrugged his jacket closer hoping the camouflage might shield him against the enveloping danger. The howling wind cried a tearful lament; warning him to veer off the unlit winding road where the only thing standing between him and the edge, were tiny pillars and the warning bells ringing in his head.

Jack cursed as a loose stone hit his windscreen. He drove on knowing he had trespassed against all reason Continue reading

Dennis Edwards–Bessie Mae’s Dream


Bess was relatively content in life.  She had come to accept certain things would never be as she would like them, but on the whole she had few real complaints.  She accepted the fact that life was short, and time accelerated without mercy after she turned thirty.  She accepted that she would never win a Pulitzer Prize, and that Chocolate was a fattening and most worthy temptation.  She could not accept not being in love.
She found herself on the cusp of middle age, ten years removed from college, and life had not yet turned out as she had hoped.  She thought surely by now she would be a professional writer, Continue reading