K. L. Gilbert
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The goal of writing is to captivate the reader with work that has meaning and that means the art of storytelling.
Writing is my passion and storytelling is what I do.
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It was the final drag race in the Missouri Nationals that Friday evening and John Evans was in the lead like always. His car was one that any drag racer would love to drive. The 2015 Camaro he drove was mainly stock save for one modification, but it was THE car to beat on the track. He never wanted to be a drag racer professionally, but in his spare time he drove down to the local track and raced his Camaro against some worthy opponents. It didn’t matter what his competitors used against him to win; various supercharged and turbocharged cars as well as cars with nitrous, it was all to no avail. When John raced, his opponents would push their cars to their limits, but the end result would always be the same; John at the finish line in first place. John was not too arrogant to show what he had under the hood as this was the respectable thing to do in the world of racing. The motor was completely stock save for a pair of long tube headers he installed shortly after purchasing his car. No turbos, no superchargers, no nitrous. John’s philosophy was that he could win with all motor and he was proving them right by continuously placing first down the quarter-mile.
By K. L. Gilbert4 years ago in Fiction
Epidemic
Bryan Mills was enjoying the final day of his excursion on the African Savanna. He was on the last leg of a two week vacation that he treated himself to. After working 25 years at the Post Office in the Lower East side of Manhattan, he felt it was time to treat himself to a good time. ‘You only live once,’ was a favorite saying of his, and it was his motivation for the trip.
By K. L. Gilbert4 years ago in Horror
Thins
“I called this meeting to let you all know that as of this moment, our company, is in fact, the number one company in the whole state of Missouri as far as the manufacture of passenger tires are concerned,” was the speech Davin West gave his employees. Davin West was the President of a tire company called West Wheels and Tires in a town in Central Missouri named Ridgewood, and his company was on a successful run that year. In one particular month, he sold twice the units he would normally sell and with that surge in sales, it placed his company in the pages of Forbes magazine. He was a very rich man as well as an arrogant one. Although he had money, he did not have happiness, and his whole world was revolving around his company that he started fresh out of High School.
By K. L. Gilbert4 years ago in Motivation
