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Saturday, February 26th, 2005

Posted by:missjudithann.
Time:7:25 pm.

The Lighted Bulb in the Tunnel
2-17-05

She saw a
moistened
glimmer in
that face,
and then asks: 
      Was your life 
      fulfilled by
      shadowy memoirs?
      Did clouds entrap
      your intimacy?

Graspless eyes,
shaky vocals…
the facade
responded:
      Once, I was.
      Now, you are.
      Make a self
      s a c r i f i c e:
      let the rivers      flow.


Swiftly now...
toes twitched,
desires surfaces,
resin-enclosed
smile


Swig of purified water,
chased with a shot of
100
proof
whiskey
       and spit.

                  No bubbles remained. 
                  Blood-stained bath waters, 
and the slits of tragedy.
Once, she was.

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Sunday, October 17th, 2004

Subject:weak love... a poem,...
Posted by:kamoku_hime.
Time:1:43 am.
Mood: nervous.
When a love not formed tears,
the strings mangled and unattached,
as your heart hangs bleeding like an open wound.

Only made deeper by the fact you know.
You have no right to sadness,
You have no rights to the shallow grieving of a lover lost.

But still your heart bleeds,
Littering the ground like a discolored rain,
As the droplets devour everything
Till you are left in your dark shell,
How simple it seems.
How much easier to move on,
cast them aside and let the bleeding wound they'd left close,
sealing your heart tightly.

Until you've begun to heal,
Finding a soul worth going through the pain for,
Because promises fade,
Lies take control,
Hearts break,
But eventually with the labor of time
You move on.
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Wednesday, September 29th, 2004

Subject:Short Story
Posted by:felonytexas.
Time:3:00 pm.
This is a story I wrote for a fiction class. There are spelling errors, I've got this new open source software and I'm still learning how to use it. It was free, MS Office is not. 'eh.

the things your parents never told youCollapse )
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Sunday, May 9th, 2004

Subject:New Community
Posted by:deleriumb32.
Time:12:22 pm.
Announcing a new community novelnovelbits. Come, have a look. It should be fun and entertaining, if not to write, then at least to read.

The rules of the game:
1. Please submit three consecutive sentences excerpted from a nonexistent novel. Then provide a title.
2. Don't be shy--give it a shot. All genres and styles are welcome. These submissions are not being judged or graded, although comments are welcome.
3. You may submit as many excerpts as you wish, but each excerpt is strictly limited to three sentences. No exceptions [N.B.: one of the earliest entries does not conform to this rule; this submission, however, was created in the early stages of the concept and is therefore exempt from this last stipulation]!
4. Have fun!
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Sunday, May 2nd, 2004

Subject:a humble request for my monklike existence.
Posted by:swtytoothdmdmen.
Time:3:59 pm.
Please post a book recommendation for me to read this summer. It can be your favorite book, or just a good summer read. I want to compile a list for when I'm peopleless and in need of good companionship.
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Wednesday, March 3rd, 2004

Subject:Hello..
Posted by:rancidsclash84.
Time:6:13 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
Hey there,
I'm Anna, and, of course, I am new to the community (which I love the layout and idea) I have been dieing to be able to share my writing, many people have actually encouraged me to join a writing community, and i found this one. So, enough chat, and more story.

This peice I'm about to post (chapters one and two) is what I am currently writing, I'll post a few finished ones later, I am eager to get comments and reveiws on this particular peice...thanks!

WARNING
This peice contains brief drug, alcohol and rape refrences. As well as crude language.


Title: You are my Skeleton
Rating: PG-13 for language, drug, alcohol and rape references
Status: Unfinished
Dedicated To: ...
Summary: ...(i.e. to early to tell as of now)
Chapter1Collapse )
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Friday, December 26th, 2003

Subject:looong stuff.
Posted by:_stargazed.
Time:12:31 pm.
Mood: rushed.
feedback, anyone? um. here's my warning, there's some suicide in it. oh, gasp.

ArienetteCollapse )
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Sunday, November 9th, 2003

Subject:hello all
Posted by:obfuscatedxeyes.
Time:9:52 am.
hello..new here..so i'm posting some stuff in hopes of reviews and comments and building points
if help ensues..i will do the same for you..thanks

Michelle

here's a start of a story i wrote a while ago..tell me if i should try to finish it..thanks :)

Title: Beautiful Tragedy
Rating: PG-13 for language and suicidal themes and whatever I come up with along the way
Status: Unfinished
Dedicated To: No one..cause this sorta came outta my ass..but i sorta like it
Summary: Michelle meets a mysterious boy named Luke and discovers that life isn't that great after all for her or Luke.
Chapter 1.. Read On...Collapse )
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Thursday, June 5th, 2003

Subject:A Lesson Learned the Hard Way.
Posted by:anxietyflow.
Time:5:48 pm.
She had often thought of ways she could tell him. But no matter how many little ways entered her mind, none of them would ever work, she thought. How do you tell your boyfriend you are sleeping with his best friend anyway? No matter how many "I'm so sorry"'s she could muster up, none of it seemed to work. She had been thinking about this for months since she had first started sleeping with Max, who was Roger's best friend. Jane had fell in love with Max. She loved the way he would hold her in his arms after they made love and how he would stroke her hair and whisper sweet words into her ear. He could always make her smile and laugh. Max also had told Jane that he loved her too. But he admitted to being afraid of what Roger might say.

"But," Max had said, "when it comes down to it, I love you. And I'll do anything to be with you. Anything."

A part of Jane felt sad and upset. Did this mean that he would even risk his friendship with Roger to be with her? She didn't like the idea of tearing up a friendship like that. She was sure many people would see her as a "slut" for doing so. But love is one of those things people can't just control. You cannot control your emotions, Jane figured. And besides, Roger had been neglecting her lately. He liked to go out to bars with his friends and party all night getting drunk. Max would normally be one of those friends, but after Max and Jane started talking and getting to know each other, whenever Roger would go out with friends, Max would say no to the offer and instead head over to the apartment Roger shared with Jane.

Max was wonderful with Jane. Roger wasn't much of a conversationalist. Max liked to have intellectual conversations and discuss deep meaningful things with Jane. Jane liked this because she had always been an intellectual and it frustrated her how Roger wasn't into that stuff. Lately Jane had been feeling that her and Roger weren't even compatible anymore. She fell into the arms and comfort of Max each time Roger went away with his drinking buddies.

Jane had discussed the details over with Max on how she would break the news to Roger. They had been seeing each other for the past month and a half, whereas Jane and Roger had been together for three years. At first things with Roger were real nice. They decided to get their own place together and things were going really well. But within just several months of living together, things turned sour. Roger was never around and when he was, he was always in front of the TV. Jane realized maybe she was being too emotional, so she backed off for a while, but that only set Roger off more, accusing her of not loving him anymore. He was extremely moody and Jane didn't understand him. She had no idea when he would want to be with her or when he'd want to just leave her and go off somewhere. Their relationship was very intense, but Roger was never violent with Jane. Once when he was drunk, he did throw a bunch of stuff off a table, but that was as far as any violence went.

Max agreed that it was best to tell Roger immediately about the two of them. He said that once it was all done and over with, they would both feel like shit, but it would be well worth it. There was no point in running around hiding anymore. They had to be free, he had said.

The night arrived for Jane to tell Roger. Max came over the their apartment, but Roger thought he was just showing up to watch a football game with him.

"Roger, there's something I have to tell you now that Max is here," Jane began.

Roger was sitting on the couch, drinking. "What does Max have to do with it?" he asked. His eyes were still completely glued to the television set. He wasn't even looking at Jane or Max.

"Yeah, what do I have to do with it?" Max asked, seeming completely clueless.

Jane looked at him with wide eyes. She had no idea what Max was trying to do now that the moment had finally arrived. She thought maybe he could have possibly been trying to force it out of her, but looking back she realizes that was so naive of her.

She cleared her throat and went on, "You're not ever here. And when you leave to go out, Max comes over... We've been sleeping together." She had no idea how to say it, so she decided to just say it, simply stated.

Roger let out a little laugh while taking a swig of his Bud. "What?!"

"Oh geez, I can't believe this," Max said.

"We've been sleeping together! Don't you get it? You're never here!" Jane shouted this time.

"What the fuck are you talking about, Jane? Have you lost your mind? It's a complete lie," Max said.

Jane looked back at Max again. What are you doing? she mouthed to him, but Max's eyes were cold and distant.

"I can't believe you," he muttered.

"You asshole!" Jane said. Now she was really mad.

"Will someone please explain to me what the fuck is going on here?" Roger said, "Hey, get out of the way, Jane. You're blocking my view." It was obvious he was too drunk to take anything seriously right now.

"Why are you doing this? You said we were going to do this! We're doing it! What's your problem?" Jane asked Max.

"I have no problem, Jane," Max said, "I just don't want to deal with you anymore, man. You're too fucked up for me. I'm leaving."

Max walked across the living room and right out the door, slamming it shut behind him, leaving Jane standing there in the midst of the living room with tears in her eyes, listening to Roger continue to scream for her to get out of the way. But even though Jane heard Roger, she wasn't really paying attention. She couldn't believe this had happened. Did Max just leave her? And after he told her he was willing to tell Roger the truth with her? How could he?

"Jane, Jane! Jane! Jane!" Roger continued yelling Jane's name, but she was completely oblivious to it. Then suddenly he just threw the remote at her, hitting her leg, causing her to snap out of her thoughts. She jerked her head real fast to look at him.

"Will you fucking move already? Jesus Christ!"

"Oh God, shut up Roger," Jane said in this tired disgusting voice.

She went to their bedroom and began to cry hysterically. She started packing up her stuff. She had wanted to be with Max really badly. She didn't understand how he could just dismiss their whole relationship like that. And she sure wasn't going to stay with Roger anymore. Their love had died a long long time ago, she figured.

After packing up, she just walked out the door. She decided she'd go stay with her mother until she could get back on her feet again.

I should have never even slept with him, she thought.
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Wednesday, June 4th, 2003

Subject:A satire...constructive criticism is greatly appreciated ^_^
Posted by:cellardoor379.
Time:10:08 pm.
There is a live journal community exclusively for beautiful people called "the exalted", formerly known as "non_uglies" but then some ugly people trickled in and then they thought that as a whole they weren't beautiful enough so they downsized on their community members. Apparently you gotta get officially approved "beautiful". The beautiful people come herding in like cattle and the judges come round and smack em with a big grade-A stamp. They even got creative and made their own official stamp, which desperately ugly people try to forge. However, beautiful people shall not be fooled since they have supernatural powers for sensing ugliness--kinda like a spidey-sense for ugly people. Besides the obvious rule of having to be beautiful they also have rules like, if you get a majority "cute" ruling, you will be booted off to "the cuties" community where munchikins will eat you alive. They also have other rules like "Don't bother the moderators for a stamp for at LEAST 24 hours after you post if you have not received one, and NEVER make an additional post asking to be stamped. IM us. One of us is always online checking out how many comments we recieved on how beautiful we are today. Beautiful people are patient and beautiful people have lives, too. Aren't we human--although supernaturally beautiful? Cut us and do we not bleed--bleed beautiful blue blood? Break a nail do we not go owie owie owie?" They also have rules like, "Don't get all whiny, indignant, righteous, and pissy if you don't get accepted--just get a new face or something--we have...plenty of times." And also have rules like Rule #8, "Once you are a member of the_exalted, please don't bash other accepted members. This may seem petty--ok it is petty. We are beautiful community here and beautiful people don't talk crap about eachother in journals... we do it offline-- so email us individually." And finally as a disclaimer they state, "This community is not to be taken seriously. It's obviously all in good fun hehe. Have a nice day. BTW ugly people still not allowed." The_exalted also have a definition of exalted posted in their user information, since beautiful people forget what exalted means all the time. But they should not be blamed or made fun of. Tsk tsk-- that's breaking Rule #8. You see, beautiful people are delicate creatures and can only retain certain bits of information. It's not that they're not as bright, it's just that their head is so filled with other things, you know beautiful things, like unicorns. Thus, their head is unnaturally large, but nonetheless beautiful. The definition listed on their community page gives three definitions of exalted, just to be as accurate as possible so that everyone knows what criteria they must fulfill: exalted 1. To raise in rank, character, or status; elevate. 2. To glorify, praise, or honor. 3. To increase the effect or intensity of; heighten." Beautiful people also forget how to pronounce exalted so they write it out phonetically "ex-ahl-ted." Now don't be fooled by generic community sites, such as "non_uglies", "non_uglies2", "pretty_people", and "best_non_uglies" because they are all posers and they do not have the cool stamp like the_exalted ones do.
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Monday, June 2nd, 2003

Subject:I am new
Posted by:my70monte.
Time:6:28 pm.
Mood: happy.
Hi I am new I am also on rustyfans community. I am really not a good writer but I write very little poetry well at least I did when I was younger. I just like to talk to new people, I really don't get out much I have a 2 1/2 year old, I hope to find a good job soon, so I can make some money too besides my husband. LOL Oh my name is Jaime and my sons birthday is on Rusty Wallace's Birthday and I think anxietyflow's birthday is that day too.
Thanks for reading
Jaime
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Sunday, June 1st, 2003

Posted by:maylee.
Time:10:36 pm.
hello. i am just trying to post something here. i am all new to communities and i have no idea how it all works.
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Thursday, May 29th, 2003

Posted by:_blaspheme_.
Time:8:12 pm.
Mood: sleepy.
Well, Rebecca wanted me to post something here, so here's one of my poems. :P It's really short, but oh well.

Drenched

Situated on the edge of a steep precipice,
I gaze out into the vast, handsome waters
encompassing the mass of the earth.
Pallid ribbons of milk stream downward
from the moon shimmering proudly in the velvet sky,
and the stars flickering sway and sparkle
on the water.
A crashing wave splashes against me,
leaving me drenched in yearning and wonderment.
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Subject:Woo hoo!
Posted by:anxietyflow.
Time:9:23 am.
Okay, I have finally gotten off my high gear and am actually doing something with this community! I hope lots of people join. Share your writings; stories, thoughts, ramblings, opinions, rants, poetry, prose, whatever.

For extremely long stories, put it behind a cut please. But for information regarding all the "rules", read the userinfo. Thanks! :)

So here we are.... write away, people!
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