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posted by minniemeg
Authors note: Hi, this is my first time publishing something that wasn't پرستار fiction but its what I've been passionate about forever. So please forgive the inconsistent rhyming.

If I never saw آپ again.

How happy my life would be!

I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!

No مزید nagging!

No مزید griping!

No مزید constant whining!

No مزید rants about how dreadful your life is!

I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.

Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!

No مزید yelling!

No مزید shrieking!

No مزید do this یا do that!

The very mention of my name سے طرف کی your irritable voice makes my ears bleed buckets.

The look of your horrendous face when yelling at me makes me vomit on the inside.

To imagine my life without you.

Is like a dream that's impossible to obtain.

Oh well, whilst I sleep that dream I long is true.

Where I am so happy.

To never see you.
posted by irena83
~ Chapter 1: Dreams

Love. Unconditional and pure love was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from دن to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But love was still there, although destroyed سے طرف کی many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and دل full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be دودھ and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
Love was still there, that pure love that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of love was still burning...
posted by TeamRosalieHale
4: Cast It Out

IT was beyond satisfied with the amount of vampires IT had found and killed in such a short time. IT would never have guessed that so many lived down south. Yet already IT had made IT’s way through مزید vampires than IT could count.
IT stopped and stood still-listening to the sounds around. IT could still sense the ones IT had left behind in Washington-the two female and the slightly larger group that was all male. IT took in a breath and considered for a minute.
IT decided to head back north-work IT’s way through Mexico, finishing off the ones IT had not been able to find,...
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posted by missceleb86
Why do we complain about the unfairness of life?
We have been stroked سے طرف کی its handle, not felt its sharp knife.
Our hearts moan because we do not have the latest iPhone.
But have we stopped to see the cries of those without a home?
They come to our doors desperate for help.
But all we do is dismiss them with a rude yelp.
"Be not harsh to the orphan and the needy" says our Lord.
But some of us do not heed this and whip them with a steel rod.
Though the whole world we cannot feed.
We should not refrain from doing a good deed.
And prevent from drowning in a pool of greed
posted by I_love_Mikey
Are the nights getting too long?
Are the lights getting turned off?
Are the curtains being shut?
And are آپ the one shit out of luck?

Is it آپ being pushed around?
Is it آپ begging to be found?
Is it his cologne that waters your eyes?
یا is it the fact that آپ remember all of the lies?

Was it آپ tied down onto his bed?
Was it آپ screaming at the site of his head?
Was it آپ who was crying all of those nights?
And the was it the fact that no one noticed, that helped آپ remain alright?

Do آپ regret ever meeting him,
یا was it a lesson well-learned?
Do آپ regret ever helping him?
For your skin is now burned.
Do آپ regret ever kissing him?
'Cause it your body penetrated,
and used for abuse.
Yet you've pretended not to care;
آپ just tie up a noose.
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posted by Cries_Bloodlova
Chapter 1
The Alien
Holding this girl in my arms never felt so…wrong. The things I had to do so I could go back home.
Home
The word never sounded any sweeter. I miss every it every day. It sucks to be stuck hear on this miserable plant in this miserable place. I no longer want to be here. But I must if I want to see the one I love the most my precious darling Piea. He must be missing me ever so much. I miss him to. I let go of Eliza and look her in her bright blue eyes. I brush her bronze color hair. And kiss her soft plush lips. She was everything I guy could want. Her hair, her lips, her eyes,...
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“Are آپ crazy telling her our true forms, what the hell man?” Shouted Opal. “Don’t worry, I’ll never tell anyone, I’m a Rokurokubi, which is also a type of demon, we demons should stick together” کہا Mia. “Rokurokubi? I think I’ve heard of that type of creature, آپ come under the category of nocturnal, right” کہا Opal trying to calm down. “I’m so glad you’ve heard of my race, that makes me so happy” کہا Mia trying to hug Opal. “Opal has a vast knowledge of creatures from the other world” کہا Alec. “Then آپ should do great in ‘Monster Protection Class’...
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Source: fawad
posted by Seastar4374
I remember running down a long corridor...I knew soon that I would have no where left to run and 'they' would get me. I tried not to think about that part though.

"Get her!" I heard them yell and I just got even مزید nervous. I picked up my speed and ended up tripping, falling, and sliding on the floor on my stomach. I wince as I hit the دیوار and I turn over to find one of them standing right infront of me. Truth be told I had no reason why they were chasing me. I had never done anything wrong and my parents from what I knew didn't want me so I lived in foster care.

"Tsk tsk." He says yanking...
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posted by jannah_heaven
roses are red
violets are blue
when i flush the toilet
i remember you. . .


آپ who speak of beautiful words
when at my back آپ have this sharp swords
delighted سے طرف کی how آپ praise me
set me on آگ کے, آگ is what you'd like to see

what's even funnier is that i've done nothing to you
i'm just being me and there's nothing آپ can do :P


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a short poem for the haters ;)
loveyall,, ya make me famous!!!! :*
posted by Insight357
“Get out of my house!” my mother shrieked at me from the other side of the kitchen.
    I watched her with wide, blue eyes as she pointed at me with the tip of her butcher’s knife. My cheeks flamed red with embarrassment, shame, and a tinge of anger. “Mom, I-”
    “Mrs. Shortts, you’re overreacting about this. Landon has no control over who he is attracted to,” Bane, my best friend Skylar’s father, said.
    “Butt out,” I hissed glancing over at him.
    Bane gave me an icy glare, but کہا nothing....
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posted by hgfan5602
I am disappointed,
At the way things are moving along.
Why is everyone so private about
Everything?

I am disappointed,
That I have not met my dream yet.
It seems a long way until I will
Catch my dream in the sky.

I am disappointed,
With many people.
Not just me.
But mostly me.

Why am I being so selfish?
Why are other people being so unkind?
Everything seems in ruin,
Including me.

I am sorry that this is the way it must be
Today,
But I know that tomorrow is a new day,
Waiting for all of us to do good deeds.
And do we shall.
posted by xXxEmoRAwRxXx
My soul burned deep in agony, as the tears and blood dripped down hitting the floor, I grabbed the چھری one last time. I looked at Chris, begging for mercy, I lift up the چھری and stabbed him one last time. "What, have I done?" I asked to myself. "I'm a murderer, how am I going to explain this, to Jamie? Chris touched me in a inappropriate manner, so I gutted him to death?" I کہا to myself. There was a soft knock at the door. I had a mini دل attack. "Just a moment," I responded to the knock. Struggling, I pulled Chris under my بستر and got the swifter and mopped and washed my hands. There...
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