niche blogging‚ I used to keep my storytelling skills confined to the ’creative writing’ label and I used nothing but cold‚ objective‚ descriptive words in my first articles. The mere thought of writing for a niche gave me shivers. It made me anxious. I didn’t like that ice-cold sensation writing descriptive paragraphs gave me. The storyteller in me itched to take the lead and turn that boring piece of copy into joyful writing that would make my readers smile‚ laugh‚ frown and cry. You know‚ move
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Opening the door slightly‚ I was greeted with a thick wall of darkness. Peering out into the inky blackness of the passageway‚ I tried to clam myself down to go down to the kitchen to grab some candles to light up the house. I finally felt ready to go down ‚ as if I was fighting a war with the darkness. As I opened the door‚ the door seemed to come alive‚ making a creak sound‚ warning me not to go out of this room. Biting my lip‚ I groped around the black darkness. I quickly made my way towards the
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Tom had always loved plants. He loved the way they would begin their lives as tiny seeds buried in their cosy little nests‚ and then‚ with all the essential ingredients a sprinkle of water‚ a cup of sunlight and a dash of time they would blossom into sharp Italian ballet dancers‚ their lively radiance beating against the cream-white window pane. Toms mother would grow these plants by the dozen‚ and‚ once a month‚ after harvest week‚ she would take all the plants away‚ replacing them with seemingly
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Date Night Disaster It was date night at the Holmes/Watson house the 2 husbands were gearing up to head out to Peddletons with Myc and Greg. The men dressed in nice fitted suits. Sherlock wearing a tight white shirt with its top two buttons undone to show off his sexy collar bone. Black tailored pants that hugged him in all the right places and shiny black dress shoes that just made him look even more delicious. John wore something similar to his husband but he adorned a bow tie with his attire
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“Are we there yet?” “No.” “Now are we there?” “Do you want me to turn this car around?!” Brothers are annoying. I’m fairly certain my mother agrees‚ based on the way she’s sighing with exasperation. I swear‚ we’ve been in this car for eternity. Supposedly‚ grandma’s house is only 45 minutes away‚ but it seems like we’ve been in the car for years! Grandma lives near a lake halfway between Lawrence and Kansas City‚ where I live. For one last celebration before school starts back up again‚ my family
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Summer was dead‚ but autumn had not yet been born when the ibis came to the bleeding tree. It’s strange that all this is so clear to me‚ now that time has had its way. But sometimes (like right now) I sit in the cool green parlor‚ and I remember Doodle. Doodle was about the craziest brother a boy ever had. Doodle was born when I was seven and was‚ from the start‚ a disappointment. He seemed all head‚ with a tiny body that was red and shriveled like an old man’s. Everybody thought he was going to
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Once upon a time there were four pigs and two wolfs. In the deep dark woods‚ outside of New York. There was Petty‚ she was a pink pig. She was the nicest pig and the youngest. She had one sister and two mean brothers. There was Betty‚ she was a pink pig with black dots. She liked to get work done unlike her brothers. She had two mean‚ bossy‚ selfish brothers and one nice‚ funny‚ respectful sister. There was Benny‚ he was a pink pig. He was mean to his sisters because he thought they shouldn’t be
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How To: Bumble Through Life I groan‚ and try to retreat back into whatever nonsensical dream I was inhabiting. But it’s too late. And I can no longer cling to the last shreds of sleep as my rest is ripped from me harshly by my mum‚ shouting upstairs. Like a falcon screeching a threatening cry before it strikes its helpless prey‚ inevitably bringing death. Perhaps more like a song bird giving a warning call before danger arrives. Maybe just like a mother getting real tired of yelling at her “lazy”
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Sly sat at the wheel of his 69 BOSS Mustang staring at the bright red traffic lights. He glanced around at the two cars around him; he could see a black Nissan GTR and on his right a silver Porsche 911 turbo. He pushed the gas pedal‚ loudly revving the engine in anticipation of the green light. He was timing the light change having timed it earlier that day. He counted Three‚ Two‚ One‚ he put the car into gear and floored the accelerator‚ the car jerked forward and sped off the line spinning the
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“Hey wait up!” Jared yelled to his sister Gen. “We aren’t supposed to be in this part of the woods” Jared said. “Ya‚ I know but have you ever wondered why we can’t go beyond the border?” Gen asked. Jared thought about it and realized that he had never really wondered why it was forbidden to go beyond the border. Was there something that they weren’t being told? (Rustle in the bushes) “Gen I think there is something out here”. “Pfff yeah right you just scared”. “No seriously‚ we should go” Jared says
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