a novel by Rachel Coker
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It's all a hunt, a search for the words to say. Writing is a journey, a safari of the imagination. You have to go somewhere. And if you don’t start going somewhere, you never will.
"He craned his neck to look down at the typing keys, realizing his hands weren't on the keyboard anymore. The story was being written out...by itself."
My fellow writers and I have collectively gathered together some of our favorite books of all time. Open the door, dear friend, and be introduced to "The Master List." I hope it serves you well.
Look up and look around you. The faint whisperings of the wind are calling, the faraway dreams are passing by. You glance up, and for a moment you can almost make out the answers, but fog passes by again. There is silence. The haze of the future may be blinding you, the cords of never-knowing-the-future binding you. And the moments of right now will never happen again. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. ~ James 4:14
Bookstores are going out of business. Libraries are no longer used. And online ebooks seem like the way to go.
But are they? Was that a knock?
It hurts to see. I'm blind with weakness, Delirious from blissful dreams to pain of life. Eyes crossing, Dragging heavy, Shadows of myself chanting, hoping, waiting, but They will never come home I say, They will never come home. |
about the authorAs a 21 year old aspiring teacher, Karissa loves to write, travel, play piano, and read. Many creative things have her heart. archives
November 2021
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