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I Lost My Writing Mojo - the Story
I wrote a poem last month, indicating that I had lost my writing mojo. I Think I've Lost My Mojo!: I am pleased to report that it is back, at least partially. It was quite confronting for me for a week or so. I sat down, looked at my list of a hundred or more potential titles, and failed to get past "Go" with any of them.
By Calvin London6 months ago in Writers
But Ralf I need more on Character Creation, well then let’s get our role on! Part 1
Your probably all like … Get our role on!?!? Yes get our role on. For you see adventurers in my journey to be a better writer I happened upon … dun dun dun … D&D and Vampire The Masquerade
By WrittenWritRalf7 months ago in Writers
Why I'm Not Worried About AI
Entering our third year of a post-AI world seems to have done little to dampen the hype around it. Buzzword or not, it’s hard to ignore the vigour in which tech is determined to crown itself the new feudal lord, constantly banging the marching drum of progress to the beat of enforced adoption. As a creative, I’m just as aware of the encroachment of AI, threatening the livelihood of artists, musicians, and writers.
By Conor Matthews7 months ago in Writers
Giving Fear A Walloping. Honorable Mention in I Wrote This Challenge.
For a long time now, I've been terrified of heights. Mortified. Can’t bloody stand them. Ever since the first moment I went up somewhere high, I knew I wanted to be on safe ground. If heaven and hell really do exist in their stereotypical positions, I think I know which one I'd rather be in.
By Euan Brennan7 months ago in Writers
Alone In A Tavern
The tavern was practically identical to thousands of others the Bounty Hunter had stopped in over the years. From the corner, a man stood up to approach them. The Hunter kept their groan internal. Women who took up the Hunt were rare, and there was always someone who had an ego big enough to try to flirt. Even if Victoria hadn't seen her husband in two years now, after her horse went lame and forced a delay that made her miss the rendevous, (then he'd been late, and sent a letter ahead to go on without him, and then...) she was still married, and those vows meant something.
By Natasja Rose7 months ago in Writers
Treasure in the Shade. Runner-Up in I Wrote This Challenge.
For what felt like an eternity to a four-year-old, I impatiently waited by the screen door for the sound of the lawn mower stopping. While Grandaddy was out mowing the lawn, I discovered a gaggle of treasures at the bottom of some forgotten drawer that I was likely not supposed to be snooping in. Running through the house, I presented the priceless baubles to Grandma. Interrupting her pea snapping, I squealed, “Grandma, look what I found!” She looked up from her task and drawled, “I’ll saaayy,” her signature response to exciting news. “What have we got here, Brittany Girl?” “Treasures,” I responded proudly.
By Brittany Shelby-Phillips7 months ago in Writers
Bliss. Honorable Mention in I Wrote This Challenge.
There it was, the Mediterranean Sea. Glittering far below me, the salt in the air unmistakable. Legs shaking, I stepped off my bicycle. I couldn’t breathe, and my head spun. Not from the effort it took to get to the top of the hill, but from the effort it took to get here.
By R.S. Sillanpaa7 months ago in Writers
