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    In My Ears And In My Eyes One Hundred

    Eight With the hands of an experienced mother, Barbara reached down and stroked Pam's shoulders soothingly. The sobs that had been bubbling into her leg lessened, but the little girl continued to cry as Barbara stared at the Easterbrook woman with venom in her eyes. "I think...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    1 Response Apr 5

    I love to write. So far I have written three

    books; two are currently published with Creativia and the third may follow soon. Unfortunately I don't know which genre suits me best. I have written one historical romance (The Handfasters), one supernatural horror (Dark Voyage) and one popular history (Women of Scotland...
    helensusanswift helensusanswift
    18-21, F
    1 Response Mar 17

    My dream job is a published author.

    I wann share my writing with people.
    ksnaps ksnaps
    22-25, F
    4 Responses Apr 14, 2014

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Eighty-Five Later

    that same night - more like early the next morning - both Pam and Spica awoke with headaches, raging fevers, and sore throats. it was a gargantuan effort for either of them to croak "Mommy - Mommy..." and even that was faint. It was a cold day for November, and Mommy didn't...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 17

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Ninety-Five The

    snow was at once both deeper and heavier than it looked from the windows inside. It took longer than even with five of us girls, Diane, Barbara and Joey laboring over it. Barbara was taking a momentary pause when Mommy came back after scolding the two youngest ones and making...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 22

    Haiku About Life

    Virtue is patient time flows with incontenence a world out of time
    LoneAlpha LoneAlpha
    31-35, M
    3 Responses Dec 6, 2012

    After nearly 20 years of being out of school

    I've decided to pursue a degree and am currently in the admissions process which requires a short essay explaining why I should be admitted. I love writing but am drawing a complete blank on what to say!
    poetryafterdark poetryafterdark
    36-40, F
    1 Response Mar 11, 2015

    Don't you hate it when you're writing a story,

    and it's going good for a few chapters, then all of the sudden your mind starts going blank, and you can't figure out how to write the rest of the story, and whatever you do write sounds lame?... Gahhhhh I hate it!!!
    PsychGirl94 PsychGirl94
    22-25, F
    4 Responses Nov 15, 2014

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Ninety That

    December was busy. My eleventh birthday was the tenth of December. Then there was the excitement of Cindy's engagement. Shortly after that, just before Christmas break was announced, Miss Thompson announced the names of the girls (and three of the boys as well) who would be...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 20

    In My Ears And In My Eyes One Hundred Five Of

    course, it wasn't easy to get started and get going that fateful morning First, Pam wanted to take Malta with her. She was accustomed to taking that half-grown cat with her almost everywhere, except for school, and couldn't see why she couldn't in this case. Mommy's patient...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Apr 3

    I like creative writing

    because it makes your mind feel like it has felt that way or like it has experienced that emotion
    babylovestar15 babylovestar15
    18-21, F
    Jul 5, 2014

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Eighty-Six "Looks

    like the twenty-four hour flu," he said in reply to Mommy's unspoken question. "Had a case just like theirs in the village not too long ago. Just keep them in bed, warm and covered, feed them soup and milk if they'll take it later on, and they should be up and into everything by...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 17

    Terror on Extension 29 Seventeen - Karen

    Duke We were in the car for what seemed like forever and forever. But I wasn't scared. This man had been so nice to me now and on a prior occasion. No reason why I can't trust him... "What's your name?" I asked, turning under my seat belt to look at him. "David Collins," the...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    1 Response Jun 23, 2015

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Ninety-Four Joey

    insisted on helping us "dig out". After all, his car was semi-buried in our driveway - and the little girls took great delight in cleaning it off down to the pavement - although they did as much snowball making and throwing at each other over the car hood as they did clearing...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 22

    Big Girls Don't Cry Twenty-Six - Maybe I'm A

    Fool The doors and windows were open - the heat hadn't abated - but that didn't faze Carol. Ever the straight-A, polite student, she knocked on the open door, seeing a lone student (me) and Mrs. Morton seated at our respective desks. "Come in, my dear," said Mrs. Morton. At...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Dec 21, 2015

    Computer Assissted Writing (C.A.W. 2011) A Short Story for Lazy Writers

        CAW 2011 My son, Matthew, is a computer genius.  Last week he gave me the latest version of his newest invention, a Computer Assisted Writing software program called CAW 2011.  In a few minutes he’d loaded the software into my computer. "Hello," my computer said...
    HallieParker HallieParker
    66-70, M
    8 Responses Jan 9, 2012

    Anticipation She licks her lips.

    .. Waiting in anticipation his arrival... It's hours away... but when she thinks of his ... knock on the door she flushes.... Anticipation She has hours... so she prepares.... and when she's in the shower, she imagines his... car lights at her window and smiles. Anticipation she...
    SweeetKiester SweeetKiester
    41-45, F
    4 Responses Nov 22, 2014

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Eighty-Three By the

    time Diane and I reached the kitchen, I felt well enough to stand on two feet and have a coherent conversation with another person. Mommy was putting the leftovers away, and Chris was busy doing homework. Diane joined her. "Hi, sweetheart!" Mommy turned from the sink. "Are...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 17

    It was a full moon, not just any full moon

    though, far bigger and brighter than any ever to be seen, and this is what made the magic come alive. Underneath the moon, you could see a girl in a majestic silver bubble, with glistening silver smoke, floating away as it sparkled across the skies. What lay ahead for this...
    Lunarflowerrr Lunarflowerrr
    22-25, F
    1 Response Mar 17, 2014

    Big Girls Don't Cry Sixty - Who Said We Don't?

    It was pleasant inside St. Rosalie's. This was a newer parochial school and there was (oh, pleasant thought) air from vents cooling the entire building. I guess I had been too sullen to take notice the day before, even though it had been warm then too...I felt embarrassed over...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Jan 12

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Ninety-Six They

    were sisters...but the Easterbrook girls were different as they could be. Chris, the older, was mature for her age, quiet to a fault around adults and older girls, smart as a whip and a loyal friend once she felt you could be trusted. She was attractive for only nine years old...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 23

    In My Ears And In My Eyes One Hundred Four We

    had to do a "Pa Brown and his cows" lineup that weekend. That meant, we ALL had to go with the adults on Saturday morning to Lancaster. Cindy had to work - the way the store made the schedule for the employees, each cashier - of which there were three - had to work a rotating...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    1 Response Apr 2

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Prologue - House

    Without A Home The wind howled and creaked mightily through the supports of the old bridge my sisters and I huddled against, wrapped in a motley assortment of quilts, housecoats, regular coats, mittens, gloves and blankets - whatever we could find. It had only been a very few...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Jan 27

    "A prologue to life" The new day?

    s mists fade away. My mind is clear, but in my soul a fire burns as the spirit awakes in me. It?s time to go and explore, the worlds inside and outside. Today the epic fight starts Again. The fight against myself, alongside myself. As my reflection laughs in my face I know I...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    2 Responses Sep 9, 2015

    In My Ears And In My

    Eyes Ninety-Eight Christmas vacation was only about eight days long (not counting weekends). I hoped nothing would happen to mar the glory and beauty of the season. More or less marooned with the family on the farm, I spent a good deal of the time acquainting myself with the...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 25

    Do What's Right. ... I Will Always Love You.

    I used to write when I was younger and had more time on my hands. This is something that I wrote and shared with my girlfriend long before she became my wife:Do what's right.PLEASE do what is in your best interest.DON'T stay because of me.GO.I will always love you. How do you...
    0ppa 0ppa
    36-40, M
    2 Responses Oct 5, 2012

    In My Ears And In My Eyes One Hundred

    Two First of all, two "dun-colored officials" as Mommy termed them, came to the door while we were in school and Cindy was at work. Only Barbara and Mommy were home. They provided their I.D.'s and stated their business, but Mommy refused to let them inside. She and Barbara met...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Apr 1

    "DAEVA FROM THE WEST" How dare you interrupt

    my peace of mind, wrap me up in a bind, feed me hope, stroke my vanity, cause a drought and then exit out Leaving me alone to find relief and entertain my enraged insanity, I watch the solid man in me decease, as the inhumanity increases the chance of releasing the demon...
    PrometheusArcanus PrometheusArcanus
    31-35, M
    2 Responses Apr 4

    My Review Of Life.

    This will probably make more sense to people that play videogames, nonetheless, I hope whoever reads it finds it a bit humorous :D Life is a new MMORPG, that is, Massively Multiplayer Online Role-playing Game, on a scale that is larger and more intricate than any other game on...
    SilenceEvermore SilenceEvermore
    22-25
    4 Responses Sep 11, 2012

    Big Girls Don't Cry Seventy-Six - All Over the

    World I never said a word to Anne or John about the accident, und I was pretty certain Miss Wilson didn't share details with them, either. Both of them seemed preoccupied with something to do with their frequent court appearances, so I tried to behave and be good regarding...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    3 Responses Jan 26

    In My Ears And In My Eyes One Hundred

    Three After the officials left, Barbara and Mommy went to the city. They stopped in where Cindy had her job, told her what had transpired, then directly to the county courthouse. The judge they spoke to was the one who had awarded custody to them over Chris and Pam. It didn't...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Apr 1

    In My Ears And In My Eyes One Hundred Seven I

    felt almost - not quite - sorry for Mrs. Easterbrook. Her formerly brown-black hair now had wide swaths of salt-and-pepper gray through it. it was barely combed and she wore an ill-fitting jumpsuit of some sort. Prison wear? It was almost as if Chris didn't exist. Susan...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Apr 5

    Here Are 20 Writing Prompts

    Here are 20 Writing Prompts, you are invited to tackle 'em and share 'em... 1. Pick the person you most want to see in the world right now. Write a monologue or a letter to that person and then continue the story. 2. Write a scene between your parents (living or deceased...
    Crazy4Writing Crazy4Writing
    26-30, F
    12 Responses Jun 2, 2009

    The Call of The Wild,

    part I Laying on her makeshift bed, she stares out the window, the drapes flapping in the night breeze... Wandering over to the window, she closes it gently.. In the distance, she hears it...the piecing howl... the shrill squeal she has came to know so well... Above her, the...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    2 Responses Mar 29, 2015

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Ninety-Nine The

    idyllic peace of winter and the season came to an abrupt and jolting end just before we were due to return to school. At the breakfast table, Mommy was discussing the merits of getting a couple of turkeys. Cindy was noncommittal on the matter, Marie was indifferent, and we...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 26

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Ninety-Two Barbara

    was preparing supper as we came into the kitchen. Mommy was nowhere in sight. "Where's Mommy?" Unreasonable fear clutched my heart. We stood just inside the door, dripping melting snow. Barbara pointed. "She was able to get to the fall show on the last day - today - and get...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 21

    In My Ears And In My Eyes One Hundred

    Six Mommy saw the judge talking with someone else just beyond us, standing in the hallway before a now-closed door. "Let me talk with him, Barb, and find out what he needs us to do. Stay with the girls, please." She was off like a shot without waiting for Barbara's assent.We...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Apr 4

    The gift by Carie Ann The smell of smoke was

    filling the village sounds of screaming and violent yelling was everywhere. I looked around to see what was going on men in odd clothing was ravaging the village burning houses children was being slaughtered in the street blood soaking the dirt road I watched in my hiding place...
    TeenageWriterGirl TeenageWriterGirl
    16-17, F
    2 Responses Aug 16, 2014

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Eighty-Nine My

    oldest sister seemed to be content living on the farm, but we didn't see much of her once she began a paying job in Lancaster. Her cashier hours varied, and often she was asked out to go here or there before or after work. One day, right before my birthday in December and...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 19

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Ninety-Three The

    wind had finally blown itself out. At least, I could still hear it whistling through the mountains, but it was all at once fainter and further away. That meant the storm was moving to the eastern seaboard coast. I eased out of bed to look at the weather, pushing the delicate...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 21

    For those who want to write seriously,

    who have aspirations of writing a novel and/or publishing one, you must write consistently. Carve out a period of time everyday and write. Whether, it is as little as 30 minutes or as great as several hours, find that time. In order to really get something accomplished and...
    Dustyghost Dustyghost
    46-50, M
    Mar 29, 2015

    Queen of clusterf*cks.

    LOL. That's my BIG problem. I write down all my thoughts for a novel out of order and in strange vernacular so my editor's head just pops off. She only deals with me because she loves my work, so I guess the talent outshines the mania. This is for Married to Madness. Google it.
    dirtydarkness dirtydarkness
    31-35, F
    3 Responses Jan 25, 2014

    Indiana And Pennsylvania - A Story Prequel -

    Chapter Sixty Paula and I went wedding shopping at every opportunity. We found her maid of honor dress almost immediately. It was a sweet floor-length gown with a lace-trimmed sweetheart neckline and lace-trimmed cap sleeves, in a soft peach color. She looked like a flower in...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    1 Response Jan 8, 2014

    Big Girls Don't Cry Twenty-Two - Told My Girl.

    . From previous experience that wretched summer, I knew I had to wait after the noon bell rang (the end of a summer school day) until the kids left. I didn't look around at Mrs. Morton again while the kids, still giggling, pushed by me and left the room, then the area. When the...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Dec 19, 2015

    Big Girls Don't Cry Seventy-One - My.

    Oh My When I started to work on the book, I asked Anne and John how long I had to finish it. "As long as you need," Anne began, then amended, "That is - if you can finish it before Friday." "That's not what I mean! How long do I have to work on this? An hour, like I did in St...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Jan 20

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Eighty-Eight By

    that evening, Spica was stronger and better. But Pam, being the tiny little thing she was, was still pretty weak. Her face, always a little pinched, was still quite pale. Chris was worried over her sister. So was Mommy - but for different reasons. The fall stock show was that...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    1 Response Mar 18

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Ninety-Seven It was

    Christmastime now. Pam was still wearing the braid - she had been meekly submitting to it every morning since the first time Mommy had done it up for her - and, if nothing else, it ended the dragging of her hair through her food. To make up for doing her hair this way, Mommy...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 24

    In My Ears And In My Eyes One Hundred The

    night before Mommy went to the Fall Fair, Pam had another frightening nightmare. As usual, the house was raised and Chris was angry. She reached her sister first and slapped her hard. Pam began to wail louder before Mommy came in. "Leave her alone," she ordered Chris, pulling...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 27
    DiamondAuthority DiamondAuthority
    18-21, F
    Apr 4

    just gonna leave this here okiee.

    Don't you think we are like guinea pigs in laboratories? I mean our minds have been poisoned with filthy lies. We are the test subjects of the century. And I say this precisely. They wont set us free willingley. We are being lead astray .. All these corrupt ways. Society...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    Mar 27, 2015

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Eighty-Seven Marie,

    Nancy, Susan, and Ceres were the only ones to board the bus that horrible morning. Cindy went to work. I discovered later (from both Mommy and my sisters) that while I was sleeping the afternoon before, Miss Thompson had called the house and told Mommy the room was still sticky...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 18

    I Admire

    The one who writes for necessity obligation, vocation or vanity. The one who disappears giving chance to the text to stand out. The one who is a Best seller And the anonymous as well.   I appreciate… who writes true literature and virtual ones who writes...
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    15 Responses Jun 21, 2009

    The Legend of Chickenfoot

    I can remember it as if it were yesterday. The thought of the-- incident-- even now makes my blood run cold, as if a thousand cold invisible fingers running over my body. This old diner that smells of old grease and staleness also reminds me of another like it in my past. Believe...
    mendoguy mendoguy
    56-60, M
    2 Responses Jan 20, 2013

    In My Ears And In My Eyes One Hundred One The

    notice Mommy and Barbara jointly received reminded her that she had taken the Easterbrook girls in for support and shelter and the Lancaster County Court wanted to see the girls to see how well they were progressing and talk to them personally to see what they felt about where...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 28

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Two I always woke

    up early. This morning was no exception. In the crowded confines of the van, I felt overly warm and just a bit suffocated. I wormed my way around knees, elbows, and heads to the side door. The rumble as I opened it sounded loud in the early morning silence. A fresh. brisk breeze...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    1 Response Jan 29

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Ninety-One I was

    sitting between the two babies. I could feel them trembling next to me and I put a protective arm around each of them. What would Shelley do with two little girls at least five years her junior? I gave her a blank look as I cuddled the girls closer. "I don't see any place cards...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 21

    And will continue to do so,

    on my blogs or Booksiesilk. Join me there and become a member of my publishing house: Misty's Creative Writing House. I'm also on RelateToThat, but not so sure about this site yet!
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    Mar 26

    Me

    Well,ı think it is time to tell about me a little:) A lot of people who ı am friends with ask me why ı didnt write somethings about myself. For nearly 2,5 years ı have been a member in here. ı like this site indeed.My name is Emre.ı live in Turkey but ı was born in...
    dreamboyy dreamboyy
    26-30, M
    14 Responses Apr 6, 2011

    When I was little, I used to check under my bed

    in case any monster was hiding there, waiting to grab my hand as it fell over the side of the bed while I slept. When I grew up a bit, I didn't need to check for monsters anywhere because I wouldn't find them. I knew they were in my head, creeping through my thoughts as the sun...
    Missinghim99 Missinghim99
    16-17, F
    2 Responses Sep 4, 2014

    In My Ears And In My Eyes Eighty-Four "I

    asked you a question," Mommy's voice was a little flintier, but no louder, as I spooned up soup. "Have you, or have you not, apologized to - " "No, Mommy. I haven't see her." Mommy's russet eyes locked mine. "That's a dodge if I ever heard one. I'll tell you why I want to know...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Mar 17
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