LegacyWords
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"Words have a Legancy all their own—I'm here to capture that flow. As a writer, I explore the melody of language, weaving stories, poetry, and insights that resonate. Join me as we discover the beats of life, one word at a time.
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The "Trauma Plot": Have We Over-Therapized Our Stories?
THE "TRAUMA PLOT": HAVE WE OVER-THERAPIZED OUR STORIES? WRITTEN BY: LEGANCY WORDS I love a good character arc. I love seeing someone overcome their past, face their demons, and emerge stronger. But lately, I’ve noticed a pattern—one that’s become so common it’s almost a requirement for any story wanting to be taken seriously.
By LegacyWords4 months ago in Critique
The "Anti-Hustle" Culture: Are We Glorifying Laziness or Finally Living?
TITLE: THE "ANTI-HUSTLE" CULTURE: ARE WE GLORIFYING LAZINESS OR FINALLY LIVING? WRITTEN BY: LEGANCY WORDS My burnout didn’t arrive with a dramatic crash. It seeped in slowly, like cold through a window pane. For years, I wore my exhaustion like a badge of honor. “Rise and grind,” my phone lock screen cheered me on at 5 a.m. “Hustle harder,” I’d whisper, cancelling another dinner with friends to get ahead on a project.
By LegacyWords4 months ago in Critique
The Language of My Mother's Hands
The LANGUAGE OF MY MOTHER'S HANDS WRITTEN BY: LEGANCY WORDS My mother and I never got along. We were like two radios tuned to different stations—always static, never harmony. Our conversations were a minefield of misunderstood comments and sharp replies. I thought she was critical; she thought I was careless. We loved each other, I suppose, but we didn’t know how to say it without starting another argument.
By LegacyWords4 months ago in Humans
The Five-Year Journal
TITLE: THE FIVE-YEAR JOURNAL A STRANGER'S STORY WRITTEN BY: LEGANCY WORDS The leather was soft, worn smooth at the corners from two years of use. Leo ran his thumb over the gold-embossed title on the cover: Five-Year Memory Keeper. He’d found it tucked away in a thrift store, between a outdated cookbook and a romance novel with a cracked spine. He was a sucker for abandoned things, for stories left behind.
By LegacyWords5 months ago in Psyche
The Memory Thief
TITLE: THE MEMORY THIEF A HEIST OF THE HEART WRITTEN BY: LEGACY WORDS Elias worked as a cleaner at a special hospital called the Mnemosyne Clinic. Here, people could have their sad memories erased. The machine that did this hummed constantly—a sound Elias knew well. It was the sound of forgetting.
By LegacyWords5 months ago in Fiction
Kael: The King of the Sky
KAEL: THE KING OF THE SKY High on a windswept cliff, where the world seemed made of stone and sky, a young Eagle named Kael peered from his nest. Below him, the world stretched out in a dizzying tapestry of green forests, silver rivers, and distant mountains. He was born to rule this vast kingdom, but his heart was filled not with courage, but with fear.
By LegacyWords5 months ago in Motivation
The History Of Queen Elizabeth II
Title: The History of Queen Elizabeth II Behind the Crown When we think of Queen Elizabeth II, we picture the iconic images: the bright, colourful outfits, the impeccable hats, the royal corgis, and the stoic smile during countless public events. For most people in the world, she was the crown—a constant, unmoving symbol of tradition and duty. But the phrase "Behind the Crown" asks us to look deeper. It invites us to see the woman behind the title, the individual behind the institution, and the personal journey that was hidden in plain sight for seventy years.
By LegacyWords5 months ago in History
The View from Far Away
Title: The View from Far Away A Journey to Find My Place in the Picture My brother Skott, with a K, was a splash of bright paint on the grey canvas of our small town. From my bedroom window, I’d watch him. He wasn’t just walking down the street; he was performing for an invisible audience, his laughter echoing off the brick walls, his steps a little too dance-like. From far away, he was a masterpiece of confidence. Everything looks better from far away.
By LegacyWords5 months ago in Fiction
The Truth After Taste
Title: The Truth's Aftertaste The Long Shadow of a Lie The meal was perfect, a splendid feast, A conversation,never ceased. A story told,so smooth and bright, That filled the room with gentle light. I took it in,I drank it deep, A promise that you swore to keep. The flavor was of sweetest wine, I thought that pleasure was all mine.
By LegacyWords5 months ago in Poets
