Historical
The Voice of Meadowville
Once upon a time, in the quaint town of Meadowville, the time had come for the much-anticipated local elections. Meadowville was a close-knit community where everyone knew their neighbors, and the residents took great pride in the well-being of their town. The atmosphere was buzzing with excitement and anticipation as candidates prepared to run for various positions.
By Baaba Happiness3 years ago in Fiction
Doc Sherwood's Troilus and Cressida
Can you believe I still have this? The following play has been performed just once, in Northeast China on the Sixth of December 2019. I played the part of Troilus (see above). If you'd like to use the script in a production of your own, please feel free and let me know how it goes!
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Fiction
Music's charms . Runner-Up in Melodic Milestone Playlist Challenge.
I wake up in the silence of an early spring morning and hear white noise humming at different frequencies. The radio turns on. I remember my first clock radio. Programming a device, that avoided winding up the Big Ben alarm clock and listening to the clang, was a revolutionary concept. Local radio stations played repeating sets. They inspired a subconscious education and established local cultural norms.
By Katherine D. Graham3 years ago in Fiction
Forgiveness in War
“RING” Came the sound of the school bell from the top of the gym; it was that bell that let everyone know it was time to go home. Kyle Jones had heard that same bell for nine years. Kyle now just turning nineteen having all the features of a handsome, sandy haired blue eye young man as he turned down the hallway towards the front door and the parking lot where his beat grey mustang sit there. “Night under the stars” Proclaimed the school posters, advertising the senior prom that he had seen all over school, it was his senior year at Kaimer High school named after the man who established the first school in the town. He sighed and tried to keep his pace up against the on coming traffic as each student freshman or senior was trying to get out of their in a hurry. “Finally” He thought as he reached out and grabbed the bar to the parking lot exit. He opened the door and took a deep breath of the cold November air. As he headed to his car he looked over towards the football feild, where his best friend was finishing practice.
By Andrew Geist3 years ago in Fiction
Forgiveness in War
Three days after Joshua had come over to his house Kyle woke up on that beautiful Monday morning to the sun streaming in through his window. The sun danced on all his little action figures and made their defined feature glimmer brightly. His smile faded as he began to really wake up all over realizing it was Monday and it was time for him to go to school. “Ugh!” he groaned as he heard his mother coming up the stairs to his room to wake him up and then get his sister ready for school.
By Andrew Geist3 years ago in Fiction










