Are you a writer?

[DeniseJP]

funnybunnymummy wrote:

The talent thread seems to be taken over by the artists, so I thought I'd start a thread here just for the writers.I know there's a few writers on this board, socome on over andsayhello. If you want you can post work (or links to your work). I admit I'm as much an avid reader as I am a writer.

You can read some of my published fiction (short stories) here:

http://www.cahootsmagazine.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=204

http://www.literarymama.com/fiction/archives/001369.html

http://homepage.ntlworld.com/fandango.virtual/gator/cfut_page_26.htm

http://www.flashquake.org/archive/vol4iss4/fiction/bearhunter.html


Rue

Writer/artist here - published in EQUUS, the now defunct Miniature Horse Voice, A Cup of Comfort for Horse Lovers andStraight from the Heart II.

I am working on a sailing book right now - five years into the research and I just want to scream....

Denise

 

[Bassetluv]

Guess I'd call myself a writer wanna-be. The only thing of any substance that I've ever written has been Yofi's blog, and that tends to be spur-of-the-moment updates on His Royal Hareness. I'd love to have the discipline and drive to write on a more serious level.

You guys are all inspiring!

 

[BlueCamasRabbitry]

Here's a (future) excerpt from the story I'm working on right now, Medicine For A New York Heart. I'll be using it in a flashback later on in the story, but it came to me today, and so I had to write it down! lol.

She collapsed into her arms as they both watched the flames licking up the sides of the home. Lori was trying to comfort her, but she knew her words were no match to the great loss the woman was going through. She looked up above the woman's bed-mussed hair, and into Andy's face, lit by the light of the scalding fire. He had soot on his cheeks, and sweat was sliding down his forehead, beneath the fireman's hat upon his head. His eyes were full of sorrow, and just as a tear rolled down his cheek, he turned away, facing the black of the night. He quickly wiped it away, not wanting the Chief to see. His sleeves left another trail of soot on his face, but he didn't care.

Lori comforted the woman, and then led her to the ambulance, sitting her on the bumper and offering her an oxygen mask.

"You did great in there, Andy. For complaining about not wanting to be a firefighter last April, you did great." Lori said, patting his back. She gave him an oxygen mask too, and he put it up to his face, breathing in the fresh, clean air. The flames' reflection danced in the plastic of the mask, and Andy's eyes never lost their gaze on the burning building.

As the chaos continued to unfold in the middle of no-where on the September night, Andy and Lori just watched, on call if any firefighters needed medical assistance. And until the last spark of flame was doused, they remained on scene, ghostly in the light of the ambulance, but just one step away from life or death.

Emily

 

[Pipp]

I totally understand JadeIcing now. Not only entertaining, but great communication. :biggrin2:

I love forums, so many great writers. Facebook, Bunspace, etc just ain't the same!


sas :yahoo:

 

[BlueCamasRabbitry]

Haha!! I found the thread, and it's not by Grace, but by YOU, Rue! lol.
Should have known. lol.

Bump this up for now. I will post an excerpt from my story tomorrow.

Emly

 

[irishbunny]

Lol Emily!

 

[RandomWiktor]

Huh, I thought I posted in this thread. Maybe I didn't. At any rate, I'm working on a novel and am currently about 120,000 words deep, nearing completion. Unfortunately I also suffer prolonged periods of writer's block so it takes a while. BUT! To keep practicing between spells of creative stagnation, I mainting a writing blog with short pieces of "practice" fiction. You can read it here:
http://mybraindrizzle.blogspot.com