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You can all thank Chef’s Table on Netflix for the inspiration behind this flash fiction piece. Click the link in the bio to read the rest!
Title: Post-Performance . The wrath of applause passes. Now only peace, and the smaller fusses. I thank my friends And my own two hands But I will miss all the hustles. Victoria Theatre, bigger than I recalled Drowned in carvings, floored and walled. The air is fresh No need to be rash The play's all over, we can only applaud. Elgin Bridge looks nice tonight, Parliament Place has pretty sights, I stroll along The roads are long These memories follow day and night. 6 months since the start of hell, Who knew it would turn out this well? I cried in pain But too, in the rain When I saw how beauty crept out of the well. I sigh at the last breathe of my days. If only it was longer, but it lies, and it lays. No more of this. It's time to miss The days of our childish and delightful ways.
Omaggio all’impegno di Jo 😂🎥♥️
It was 1986 and Laurence was getting dressed for her holiday office party. Tonight was about more than just having fun, she wanted that promotion. She knew she had the intelligence and skills, so now she needed the perfect outfit that would make her stand out from the rest. She put on her black velvet jumpsuit. Laurence tended to prefer pants over dresses, perhaps it was because her parents had given her a name more common to men and it brought out the tomboy in her…but she rocked it. She then reached for her beaded black jacket. This jacket was perfect! It told people she was sophisticated and classy, yet would catch attention when she walked into any room. She looked at herself in the mirror once more before walking out the door. She felt confident, beautiful and ready to take over a predominantly man’s world. To purchase The Laurence Jacket go to www.loveandheresy.com or click link in bio. #vintage #vintageclothing #femaleempowerment #girlboss #womeninbusiness #fashion #fashionphotography #dresstoimpress #shortstory #booknerd #loveandheresy
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Chasing after You . . Please leave a comment ✏ Follow 👞👞 @jack.pope.wright And like my content. Artwork by @philspinelli . .
・ ・ ・ 眼鏡もコンタクトもしてないときに見える景色、とっても綺麗で好きなんです。 ピントが合ってなくて、信号だって、窓から漏れる灯だって、月の光だってぜんぶぼやけちゃうから、そう、もうぜーーーんぶキラキラしてて宝石みたい。 不便だけど、みんなの表情も見ずに済むから、怖いくらいに落ち着ける。 ・ ・ ・ #instagood #ss名刺 #ss #本音 #essay #エッセイ #心理 #shortstory #lfl #l4l #like4like #人間関係 #ストレス #鬱 #うつ #つらい #悲しい #頑張る #眼鏡 #メガネ
i've always loved this character in movies. i think i'd like to be her friend. would you? • swipe for pngs and pretty pictures!!! • #shortstory #nichememes #nichememe #moodboard #moodboards #bringpolyvoreback #adidas #floral #png
Quemó sus ojos inquisidores y se declaró en huelga ante la vis más autárquica de su pensamiento. Solo entonces comprendió que, a menudo, la cordura se encuentra en el éxtasis exacerbado de la naturaleza más salvaje y primitiva. Esa que el miedo confunde siempre con la sinrazón. Alba Expósito © #textos #text #literature #literatura #microcuento #microrrelato #relatocorto #shortstory #story #miedo #prejuicios #openminded #vida #libertad #freedom #writer #girlwriter #girl #womanwriter #woman #read #write #autoras #author #photography #shoot #messybun #halfup #blazer #spring
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Link in bio. Theft or accident? After regaining consciousness on a corner sidewalk, one anoNYman desperately tries to track down his missing belongings. Listen to his unbelievable story on the anoNYman podcast.
This whole case has been a problem, but now Tobi seems to be on the right track. What will he find at Dr. Parnell's Magical World of Robots? Find out at magicdetectives.com! #magic #detectives #toronto #torontowriter #detectivefiction #shortstory #noir #fantasywriting #fantasy #mystery #mysterywriting #read
“Mouths” by Diane Honan, third place poetry winner in the 2015-16 edition of The Elixir. Continue reading #ontheblog #linkinbio
Who's the Daddy? 🍑 - follow @conffeession  (me) if viewing.
A prose piece by @kate__partial.disclosure as originally appeared on #PartialDisclosure featured in our #prosaicmagazine . Keep reading #ontheblog #linkinbio .
La noche ha llegado, es de esas noches de verano en mediados de abril, donde la luna llena se refleja en el río, donde tu sonrisa es como el mejor deseo que se le puede pedir al día. Y es en la noche cuando desatamos nuestros instintos animales, cuando nuestros cuerpos se atraen y nos sobra hasta la ropa, y la cama se nos hace pequeña, y buscamos otros lugares mientras la luna dure en lo alto de la noche, aunque hay días que el sol nos pilla desprevenidos, mientras nuestro cuerpos siguen rozando piel con piel. Y desearía que la luna se quedara siempre en lo alto del cielo, para no separarme de ti, para que nuestros cuerpos fueran solo uno para siempre, porque te ansío tenerte desnudo a mi lado, para poder saborearte mientras la luna nos observa pecar toda la noche, porque se que ella también se divierte. . #microcuento #frases #phrases #texto #text #rimas #rhymes #versos #verses #dreams #words #shortstory #inspiración #inspiration #pensamientos #thoughts #inmyhead #inspirationday #idea #ideas #escritos #written #escritor #writer #amor #like4like #love #lovers #lover #igwriters
“Good Midnight.” #srf_writes . If you search up ‘Good Midnight.’ on Wattpad, you’ll be able to see all the poems over there! Well, I do post them here too, but if you happen to have an account, check it out maybe? . FYI: this is the description of the book. . . . . . . . . . . . . #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writer #writer #writers #writerslife #writerscommunity #writings #writing #shortstory #storyprompt #writingprompt #prose #story #readersofinstagram #bookstagram #bookworm #poetry #poems #poetrycommunity #poem #poet #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poets #poeticjustice #amatuerpoet #story #stories #freeverse #freeversepoetry
Better yet....Here’s to the smile givers, the joke crackers, the hand holders, the shoulder squeezers, the shot pourers and the ben and jerry bringers. To all of you over all the years ( and recent ones too) a big smooch and squeeze for all the smiles you’ve let me borrow😘 I won’t have to kill you in my book ☺️ # # # #sandywrites #sandywritesfiction #sandywritespoetry #womensupportingwomen #smile #writersfollowwriters #writerlife #novelette #novelettes #novella #shortstory #shortstorywriter #writerofdreams #editing #amwriting #amwritingfiction
Lucid is a free to read short story about a man trapped in the dream world. Link in bio. This might be the last short story I post on the website for a while. I'm going to be working on another project. However, I have more short stories in the works. #story #free #collection
歌姫さんが体調不良で歌番組の収録をキャンセルしたとニュースで聞いて、けろーにょさんたちは心配しています。 ピンポーン。あら?誰かしら。 おじゃまするフモ。エリート・ロックさんのお宅はこちらでいいフモ? フモモッ?歌姫さん? あ、あの、ごめんなさい。ご迷惑だとは思ったんですけど・・・。 エリート・ロックさんなら中にいるフモ。 ええっ?今テレビで体調不良だって言っていた歌姫さんがどうしてここに? * フモフモさんといっしょ(2010/04/19)より #フモフモさんといっしょ #ショートストーリー #shortstory #フモフモさん #fumofumosan #フモフモ #fumofumo #けろーにょ #カエル #frog #歌姫 #ぬいぐるみ #stuffedanimal #stuffedtoy #softtoy #かわいい #cute #おもしろ #funny
A very wise lady once said to me, Frankie, “Be a Rose and let God take care of all those damn weeds.” Thank you Akweta. God bless you. #throwbackthursday #quote #thewomen #uRaStarr #theGoodwillQueenofRetroSoul #shortstory #blessed #beaRose #rupaulsdragrace
Today's piece is a short story snippet on askewanda.com--feel free to check it out! Additionally, let me know in the comments what you think the answer is. :) #writersofinstagram #writerslife #shortstories #shortstory #debate #riddle #riddlemethis #raven #writingdesk #lewiscarroll #aliceinwonderland #rpg
"I’ve always hated Valentine’s Day. First because it’s an English invention and I hate the brits. And second because recently it’s become a Halloween-style sort of thing, just a commercial racket.  And then, what’s the point of pledging your love yet again when you’re really in love? What’s the point, eh? In any case, I don’t believe in love myself. Everybody knows it never lasts. Swept away by torrid passion one minute and then it’s all over. Soon you can’t stand each other anymore, weariness sets in, then irritation and finally resentment. You’ve compromised on so many things in order to live together... So pretending, just for one day in the year, that you still love each other when in fact all you’re dreaming of is that life might intervene to get rid of your other half, accidentally as it were, because you’re not brave enough to get rid of them yourself, it’s quite ridiculous! Giving each other red flowers to express a passion that long ago ran its course and a gift you bought at the last minute because, well, sometimes you just forget the other person, it’s pathetic. Really, Valentine’s Day, it’s mad!” So said Fortuneo.  Fortuneo was like a big bear. First physically, he was tall and broad but full of grace and poise when he moved that body weighing close on seven hundred kg. But more than anything he was like a bear because he was reclusive, grumpy, unpredictable and bad-tempered, and not very communicative. His rages were well-known among his family and in his neighbours. Seeing this big bear rumble was enough to keep people at distance and on high alert. Sometimes he would be overcome with anger, without any obvious reason, and then anyone finding themselves in the path of that great beast really had to watch out! He was fierce Yet he had an extraordinary gift. His exceptionally skilful hands and his curious, inventive mind produced cellos so perfect that people fought to get hold of one. His art was so sought after that the greatest musicians sometimes had to wait several years to touch these magnificent instruments and make them resonate. His passion for his profession outweighed everything else and, he used to say, gave him a reason to feel alive.
Oh this booboo of mine is coming soon on @wattpad and I'm excited and nervous for sharing something that's close to my heart with everyone. 😃😊 #shortstory #oneshot #Romance #WriteIt #wattpad #Wattpadislove #wattpader
#art #anime #manga #animedrawing #mangastyle #oc #shortstory #neko #nekogirl ------------Ела the shapeshifter------------ -Ела живяла като малка в семейство на чародей майстори на тъмната енергия. Минало се време ...Ела пораснала достатъчно че да започне да практикува тъмната енергия. Тя бързо прогресирала и започнала с по-силни заклинания. Научила всяко едно....но само едно не успяла.... Заклинанието изисквало любовта на момче и момиче. Времето минавало неусетно Ела пораснала до такава степен че не само станала добър чародей но и ловец. -Един ден докато била на лов забелязала разбит портал решила да погледне от близо...докосна го ... започна да свети по едно време от портала дошли странни създания ... чародейте им викали "ливър". Нападнали село след село ... Ела била в депресия че отворила портала и се разказвала за постъпката. За това решила да затвори порталът отвътре. - "Няма да допусна да ни убият и да ни поробят по-добре един да умре от колкото хиляди" това казала на родителите си. Както и да е Ела успяла да затвори портала но тя ....била в капан ... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------Ela the shapeshifter--------- -Ela lived as a small family of magic wizards of dark energy. Time has passed ... She grew up enough to begin practicing the dark energy. It quickly progressed and started with stronger spells. She learned each one .... but only one did not succeed .... The spell required the love of a boy and a girl. Time has passed imperceptibly Coming to such a degree that she has not only become a good sorcerer but also a hunter. One day while she was hunting she noticed a broken portal decided to look close ... touched it ... it started to shine at one time from the portal came strange creatures ... sorrow scream them a "lever". They attacked village after village ... Come in depression to open the portal and talk about the act. That's why she decided to close the portal from the inside. - "I will not let them kill us, and let us have a better slave to die than a thousand," she told her parents. Anyway, Ela managed to close the portal, but she ... was trapped ..
I was a member of a group of scavengers, people who were barely passing by in the new world. There were only four of us, but we were paired in twos. Salem and Nicky, and Poppy and I. Poppy was the only female in our group, she was skinny, down to earth, and all smiles. Poppy was my girlfriend before and during the downfall, and we’ve stayed together ever since. Our group set out near the coldest point in our region, where most of the abandoned resources were left, Salem and Nicky took the lead while me and poppy tailed behind. Poppy’s ponytail, along with the two strands she leaves dangling on her forehead, were waving in the crisp and cold wind. I eyed her pretty hair, and eventually she noticed, gently nudging my side with her elbow. “Quit staring at me ya goob.” She snickered, “easier said than done pop.” I replied, raising my chapped lips up into a smile. We were told that the area we were searching had been rather hostile recently, so everyone was a bit nervous. An abandoned ship, stuck in the thick ice floor, was surrounded by fog. When we got closer, the rest of the world seemed to disappear. Both sight and sound went away, it was like we stepped into a pocket dimension. Poppy seemed to love the weird atmosphere we just stepped into, she twirled, forgetting what could be watching us. The freezing temperature, along with the relentless wind, made my chapped lips start to leak blood. The iron liquid reached my chin, then flew back with the wind. Poppy wiped my lips, noticing before I did. Salem and Nicky were careful, taking most of the responsibilities of our group. They entered the broken down ship first, checking the opening room for anything hostile. Poppy and I were still being careless, joking at each other not realizing the danger we were really in. After Salem said it was safe, we stepped in with them, eyeing all of the outdated insides of the ship. From the multiple dead and badly decayed bodies, we could tell that we were not the first to look here. Now I was cautious, my carelessness had gone away. I slipped my fingers in between poppy’s, hoping to comfort her through this. Salem and Nicky told us to split up, they went up and we went down.
#351 Do you remember one of those horrible breakups which left you with nothing but a crushed heart and unattended overwhelming emotions? Well, why did it happen? Was it because you fell in love and weren't returned the same amount of love that you gave to them? Yes, Perhaps that's the cause! I'm sorry, I don't mean to start an emotional parade in your busiest hours but isn't it cruel that all those beautiful emotions which went unnoticed and shunned by a handful of ungrateful people are still unattended? Indeed its painful to love and not be loved back (P. S. I've been the official representative of the United Friendzoned Nation, so don't doubt my knowledge on the subject) You still blame yourself, don't you? It still pains, doesn't it? Let's ease the pain! How about feeding the strays? They're so cool and loyal! Or Smile broad at a stranger passing by (not too hard, you're a happy soul and not a creep) How about taking Mom/Dad out for a spa? (For a change, they might consider you as their favorite child instead of your siblings) Did you visit the neighborhood Orphanage home? (They need love! They'll never forget it!) The Old age homes too would love to hug you back... (Again, don't you miss your old folks?) This makes us stronger, it uplifts us emotionally and mentally DuhAhh! It's our moral duty as a human being too! Its okay to love and not be loved back but it's never okay to fall in love and never get up back again. So instead of falling, let's rise in love by loving the ones who need and respect it. Also, love cookies, they're baked, brown, sweet and love you back. Love, Priya :) #quotes #thoughtfortheday #Love #picoftheday #passion #writersofinstagram #writer #likeforlike #likeforfollow #quotes #poem #followforfollow #follow4follow #followforlike #poetry #instapic #photooftheday #tweet #meme #funny #poem #poetsofinstagram #blogger #shortstory #shortstories
It’s summer. It’s really hot. He’s young and he’s in love. Leaning against the wall under the shade of the tree he is making a furtive call. Secretly. For behind him is the upscale building where she lives. They have known each other all their lives. Both were born in the same building. Her to the people on the penthouse. He to the cleaners/washer of the car that took her to school everyday. And brought her back. It’s twice a day they have seen each other for years. Through her parent’s divorce .. through the trauma of the death of her Grandmother, who looked after her after mom left. To the various girl friends of her Dad, pretending to be her mother after a few drinks.. and through them the only constant was the boy on the bicycle.. always making sure he was washing the windscreen as she got in the car to go to school. Smiling through the dripping wind screen. And when she came back . He was always there opening the car door for her.. smiling. Never saying a word. Till the foods came. And the roads were no longer motorable. And her car was stuck in the flowing flood water. It was the boy . It was the boy on the cycle that came and pulled her out of the car and brought her home. .: #lovestory #shortstory #stories #lovestories #shortstories
ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴘᴇsᴛ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴇsɪɢɴᴇʀ @lauraleebenjamin ❤️ ...ᴄʟɪᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴋ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙɪᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴡ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴ sᴀʟᴇ ɴᴏᴡ‼️ • • • • #book #blackandwhite #blackandwhitephotography #books #blackandwhitephoto #art #reading #bnw #artist #lauraleebenjamin #thewayshetalesit #musib #storiesabouther #shortstories #shortstory #beautiful #homedecor #sexy #pretty #this #blackcocoagirls #goodmorning #decor #home #design #designer #designinspiration #designs #bnw #bnwphotography #goodnight
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