Inspiration

The Susurrus Echoes Of My Mind
(Before you read this: Sydnie's pronouns are they/them, as they are nonbinary femme. Also there are mentions of self harm, and abuse, just so people are aware.)
By Sydnie Beaupré2 years ago in Writers
Writing Down the Bones, The Flesh, The Blood, The Being
It occurred to me the other day that writing is not like anything else, ever. It’s like nothing else we’ve ever encountered as a species, and yet it’s the culmination of everything we’ve ever done, thought, accomplished, spanning all of human history.
By em2 years ago in Writers
What did I do to deserve this?
Our world is a beautiful place. It is filled with lot’s of wonderful things and peoples. It is a world were peoples help each other in the time of needs. It’s a world were people works together to build a better future for all.
By Ashwin2 years ago in Writers
Ai Fashion. Content Warning.
Today’s smart retailer is engaging in a new era of shopping experience, combining the human touch and technology to deliver a more tailored consumer experience.
By John Emmanuel2 years ago in Writers
Prose Poetry vs Flash Fiction
Because this question comes up often, and because I struggle with this too, I wanted to address it in a post. Rather than answer individually, I'm putting my take on things here for you all.
By Teresa Renton2 years ago in Writers
How to Craft Flash Fiction . Top Story - September 2023.
How are your flashes progressing? Are you about to submit, edit, or start writing from scratch your entry for the Vocal Fiction Awards?
By Teresa Renton2 years ago in Writers
The Cosmic Waltz
Once upon a timeless expanse, in the heart of the boundless universe, two celestial entities embarked on a dance that would shape the cosmos itself.
By Diem Le2 years ago in Writers
DIY-ing a Writing Retreat. Top Story - September 2023.
Welcome, Writers! We have decided to try something fun, and we wanted to invite you to join us! Have you ever thought about going on a fancy writing retreat in some far-off place, only to realize you can’t afford the cost or the time off from work? We always thought a writing retreat just wasn’t going to be possible for us…until we stumbled across the DIY writing retreat idea from Rhonda Douglas.
By Clever&WTF2 years ago in Writers
If ADHD were a man
Once upon a time in a bustling city named Mindville, there lived a rather quirky fellow named Adam. Adam was a man of boundless energy, creativity, and curiosity. He had a knack for starting multiple projects all at once, only to abandon them halfway through. He would often jump from one topic to another in conversations, leaving his friends and colleagues bewildered. If ADHD were a man, it would be Adam.
By Chisom A2 years ago in Writers
Lonely world
*Lonely world* In this lonely world, hearts yearn and ache, For love's sweet presence, yet it's hard to make. Reality sometimes blurs the dreams we see,
By Boomatt Tutorials2 years ago in Writers
How do (I) Write?. Top Story - September 2023.
I read Mackenzie Davis's "How do YOU write?" and the questions asked in that text were very interesting for me. I think about writing a lot, and I think about how I'm going to write my next piece a lot. So the answer, for me, is haphazardly.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Writers
Letters to Louie
It was late in the fall, he thought to himself as he laid there in the desert sands dreaming of home. Dreaming of what he left behind, enlisting was what his father would have wanted, four generations of Marines, serving their country with gratitude and resilience. It was Tuesday - mail day but usually there was no letter for him, once a month his mother would send him a letter but today was not the day. His friend Dillon was a few feet over messing with his gun, cleaning it and practicing his stance. "Dude you better get out of that sand, those fleas are going to eat you up." Although Louie heard him, he just waved him off not really caring about the fleas at this point. He missed home, he missed her, he couldn't close his eyes without seeing her smile and those hypnotic brown eyes that captured him the very day he met her. Struggling with the decision he had made to push her away, as he felt that at the time he was protecting her from the hurt and pain of the possibility he would not return. Just one letter, just one picture would brighten up his head space.
By Cherilyn2 years ago in Writers