By: Terrence Aym | 2010-05-30 | Writing & Speaking Excerpt from an untitled novel : The night before the trial was scheduled to begin all hell broke read more
By: Melody Jakes | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking "Prologue" - Excerpt from "Why do these things always happen to me?" (Working title) I didn''t mean read more
By: Milton Johanides | 2010-05-30 | Writing & Speaking I was drawn to the lights and sounds of a rapidly gathering crowd. There was hushed chatter which filled the night air like a nocturnal awakening. Blue police lights flashed on and off and set my heart racing. read more
By: B.D. Bolin | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking Beware the song the blackbird sings That stirs the feet of long-dead things They wake with glassy eyes gone wild And hunger for flesh of mother''s child Joseph ran through the darkening woods, his heart beating fast and deep. read more
By: Olivia Emisar | 2010-05-29 | Writing & Speaking The Entity Frank was a bit apprehensive about making the long descent to the damp and dark basement. At the ripe old age of 12 he was supposed to be brave and manly, at least that was his way of thinking, as he tentatively felt for the light switch against the wall. read more
By: Aaron Hanlon | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking Paul tossed and turned. It didn''t seem to matter how hard he tried he just couldn''t get to sleep. For one, Mary''s last moments haunted his mind. The image of her sobbing as she tied the sheet around her neck made his body physically cringe. His mind jumped from image to image. read more
By: Marie Lomax | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking The Game - Work in progress, any relevant comments appreciated Chapter 1 She awoke to darkness, her body stiff and cold. Concrete beneath her naked body, chafing her skin, sucking the warmth from her. Silence and complete darkness, the air still, musty, old. read more
By: Adam Birmingham | 2010-05-31 | Writing & Speaking Dead Echo, Chapter 14: The Last Precaution. Corporal Donahue was still reflecting on the events of the past few hours, it was all blur, but at the same time it was like a nightmare that replayed itself in slow motion, the entire situation was impossible to grasp. read more
By: Steven Schultz | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking Warriors of Shadows: Path of Darkness Tatskaup Saga Book One: The Beginnings Chapter One: Necromane Alliance On the planet of Ralk there lied three races, Necromane, the Byrog, and the Orc. read more
By: Eriam Nite | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking LOST AND FOUND It took me a few minutes to come to. As I finally gathered my senses, I realized that I was lying in the middle of a dirt road. When I looked up all I could see was a thick layer of fog; it passed over me like a mob of misguided souls wandering aimlessly between two separate hells. read more
By: Nicholaa M. Dreigh | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking Lightning hit a tree close by, sending a terrifying crack echoing through the neighboring trees. Christopher was worried that if they didn''t reach shelter soon, this night could end far worse. They still hadn''t made it to the clearing. The trees surrounded them. read more
By: M. Scott Jones | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking Who were those two idiots that I allowed myself to associate with last night? It''s as if they had never existed (which is probably true since we''re talking now of an oxycodone-induced nightmare). read more
By: William Sokolowski | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking I remember a time not too long ago when I didn''t feel this way. Things were going good for me and I really felt like I''d made a lot of steps in the right direction. For the first time in my life I had my head on straight and was slowly but surely becoming a part of normal society. read more
By: Jake Scramlin | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking "I''m going to teach you to hold that quick tongue of yours by cutting it off. When I am done meddling with your body, I will hang you by the very rope your father hung himself with!" The voice groaned, growing. read more
By: Jackie Ballway | 2010-06-04 | Writing & Speaking The scene was more like a macabre ballet than a slaughter. Members of the audience stood on cue, their movements carefully choreographed. No weapons were drawn. There was no need when your body was itself a tool for destruction. A man sitting at the table to my right was thrown across the room. read more
By: Ginger Voight | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking "My Immortal" - CHAPTER TWO Just after eleven o''clock that night, Adele slipped into the front door of the city morgue. She looked both ways before making sure her unusual hair was tucked up under a cap, and then slipped the key into the pocket of her coveralls. read more
By: Jenny Clark | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking The head hung before me. It hadn''t been cut cleanly; the bottom edge of the neck was dripping with blood and was zigzagged and uneven. There was blood pouring from it like a tap, forming a small river on the ground. Its eyes were wide open, staring at me with a glare of utter terror. read more
By: Michael Baier | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking CHAPTER 1 When he received the call, Detective Michael Caine made sure he was among the first to arrive at the scene. Another child had been murdered, making a total of 8 in the last couple weeks, and he had to be at the scene before it was tampered with by the rookies on the force. read more
By: Suzie Bradshaw | 2010-06-03 | Writing & Speaking Chapter 1 It was so dark; too dark in here. Not usually this dark. Who closed last night? Sally and Rod. They forgot to turn on the lamps before they left. Always turn them on before you leave, she told them. read more
By: Bruce Mclennan | 2010-06-02 | Writing & Speaking Monkey Hunt - Chapter 10 Kolb''s victims always capitulated without an external struggle; such was the power of his mind control. On the inside they trashed and flung themselves, impotently prisoned within his will. read more