Creative writing is more of a compulsion to engage with yourself in a world of words, ideas, imagery. There are moments of hot exultation or prickly exasperated yet victorious expostulation when at last comes the right word, the rhyme that works or can yield surprise and pleasure. Thank you for sharing my engagement into those words. .
Friday, January 2, 2026
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Preys and Predators 3 Love Binds, Family Destroy Chapter 56
56. The friar, exhausted from his search for the elusive Capulet boy, trudged to his own home at the edge of the city. He took the o...
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49. The journey was fast, or rather, the father and daughter only woke when they arrived at the mansion. They disembarked from the carri...
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Footprints in the trail. This tale started off as a simple “let me adapt two tales to make one.” All I did was read the summary of the b...
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