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Book Adaptation
The publishing company finally agree to my unique terms. The contract they sign lets me keep 100% ownership of my new book. A memoir about my extravagant captivating life as an author who never reads. We began filming my successful writing career for the first ever reality TV type motion picture. This inspirational influential biopic had no dialog to ensure an incredible movie to graphic novel adaptation. With several film stills in between chapters + empty pages. Giving the readers freedom to tell my story in their own creative literary works because deep down we all want to express ourselves.
By Jose Elias3 years ago in Fiction
Love all Monsters
As I stand on my porch and gaze into the darkness of the swamp, it's as if I'm in a trance like state. The sounds that echo throughout the swamp are almost calling out to me.
By Joanna Blaze3 years ago in Fiction
The Toast
Fionn’s wedding was perfect, down to the hammered pewter napkin rings and dried Carline Thistles. The candle centerpieces bore the Claddagh, flames flickering, urging Seamus to raise his glass.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Fiction
Goodbye
He is fighting the urge to look back at her. This rollercoaster seems to have finally come to its end. He seen the mourning in her heart. The affliction in her soul. They share the same soul. But this lifetime did not carry the karma to love as they should. His hand connects with the door handle, pulling the door to him. She jumps up from the couch saying his name. Her eyes pleading not to go. Yet and still, he steps over the threshold out of her life. Doing what needs to be done.
By Viv C3 years ago in Fiction
Back Here Again
She was chosen out of 20,000 employees to try the new transport system that sends anyone anywhere instantly with a push of a button.
By Lisa Pulliam3 years ago in Fiction
The Commitment. Top Story - May 2023.
Three score and four years ago, "with this ring I thee wed," left Harold's lips as he slipped the shiny band on her finger.
By J. S. Wade3 years ago in Fiction
Volume 2: The Lord of the Rings
"The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers" Part 2 takes us deeper into the epic journey through Middle-earth. Directed by Peter Jackson, the film continues the adventure from the first installment, as Frodo Baggins (Elijah Wood) and his loyal friend Samwise Gamgee (Sean Astin) edge closer to Mount Doom to destroy the One Ring.
By Mohammed Askee3 years ago in Fiction
The Crazy Man
Everybody ignores him. He talks to himself in the park, on the subway, and while resting in bus stations. He's crazy, they will tell you.
By Miles Pen3 years ago in Fiction
The happy Christ
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled amidst rolling hills and glistening streams, there lived a kind-hearted girl named Lily. The village was known for its festive spirit and warm community, especially during the holiday season. Every year, the villagers celebrated a grand festival called "The Happy Christ," a joyous occasion that filled everyone's hearts with love and happiness.
By Karun 3 years ago in Fiction
A Shadow in the Woods
The wedding took place in the forest, amidst nature and birdsong. There were 10 people, all barefoot, the forest moss soft beneath their soles.
By Feyre3 years ago in Fiction
Dancing Amongst the Meadow's Symphony
She tiptoed through the dew-kissed meadow, the world awakening around her. Rays of sunlight painted her path, revealing nature's masterpiece. With each step, her worries melted away, replaced by the symphony of birdsong and the fragrance of wildflowers. In this tranquil sanctuary, she discovered solace. With arms outstretched, she spun, embracing the sheer joy of being alive. In that enchanted moment, the weight of the world lifted, leaving behind a soul rekindled. The meadow whispered its secrets, promising that amidst chaos, pockets of serenity could be found. And so, she danced on, a free spirit in a world of wonder.
By Evie Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Wind
He sat on the park bench, lost in thought. The world rushed by, oblivious to his invisible struggle. Shadows of regret played on his face as he recalled the missed opportunities, the words left unsaid. A crumpled piece of paper, a forgotten love letter, slipped from his pocket. It danced in the wind, teasing him with what could have been. In that moment, a gust of wind carried it away, a symbol of his faded chances. As it disappeared into the unknown, he vowed to seize the present, to never let another opportunity slip through his fingers.
By Evie Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction