Carol Ann Townend

Joined July 2017

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I'm a writer who doesn't believe in sticking with one niche.

My book Please Stay! is out now

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What Does Being A Grandparent Mean To You?
I never expected that I'd be a Grandmother. I thought about it, but I never expected the day that I'd become one. I'm in my 40's, and I am surrounded by a myth that grandparents are all elderly.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Families
"Are You A Ghost?"
I sit on my modern red chair reading a book while staring at the old rocking chair opposite me. The old rocking chair starts rocking by itself, just like it has for the last six months since I moved into this old, musty, house.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Families
Stolen Identity: Chapter One
I sit at my desk at Leigh's Incorporated, where I work in secret protecting the government's secret officers. Nobody knows what we do here; it is top secret. If anybody in the outside world knew what we did, we would be at risk of cloning, theft, and murder. We have a strict company policy, stating the following:
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction
Forever Rain
I walk through the soaking-wet streets of what used to be the most beautiful seaside town. The town is called Rose Town. Rose Town is known for the glorious array of colored roses that grow along the clifftop. In the summer, the cliffs burst into a fiery array of red, orange, pink, and yellow roses, complimented by a view of 9 miles of beautiful golden sand and a deep blue sea that shines like a bed of dazzling jewels. The town is usually buzzing with bakers baking fresh bread, doughnut stalls, various buskers and comedians, people chatting happily while sitting outside the coffee shops enjoying food and fresh coffee, shoppers, and tourists.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Earth
For My Old Friend Titch
You were there through the good and the bad, Always my friend, never made me sad. Every day with you was a happy day,
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
Reading Your Poems
When I read your poems, They fill my head with Joy. Illuminating my min with rainbows, And beautiful words in windows!
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
Do You Understand Me, Sir?
Listen! Do you understand me, Sir? Why aren't thou boots polished? Look at all that mud! Has thee been dragged through it?
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
Things To Remember If You Are A Writer
When I started taking those first steps to turn my writing into a career, I struggled. In fact, many writers, no matter how much they enjoy it will tell you the same thing. I was too focused on getting eyes on my work, rather than enjoying the process of learning, which really hindered my ability to write.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Journal
This Lonely Dark Room
They all left me, my friends, they did, Left me in this dark room; To wallow in my pity, and drown my sorrows by candlelight;
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
Fear Not!
Fear not, my friend for thy time has come. This is a time to unite, not fear thy plight! Hold your head high, my friend; For thou 'ast moved forward to achieve thy
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
Dreaming
The stars twinkle in the sky, As shiny as sparklers on Bonfire night. Smokey clouds pass by, Temporarily hides the silver lining of the moon.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
Ten Strange Things About Me
We all have habits that others find weird or strange, it is a part of who we are. We are all individuals, and if we didn't have these strange habits then we would be very boring and not so different to everyone else.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Confessions