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1984 - An Unofficial Challenge
THIS CHALLENGE IS NOW CLOSED. NO MORE ENTRIES SUBMITTED WILL BE CONSIDERED FOR PRIZES. Welcome to one and all, I have another unofficial challenge for you.
By Liam Storm2 years ago in Writers
A real town called Raymond
Quite a few people, having read my flash fiction story, "A Town called Raymond" have asked me whether there really is a town in California called Raymond and yes, there really is. I have mentioned in some of my articles that I like to use fact to give my fictional stories an authentic feel. Whether it is historical or scientific fact, or snippets from my own knowledge, experience or life story, truth can often enhance fiction, if you know how to use it.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 years ago in Writers
My Thoughts on Exclusive Stories
THE LOW DOWN I'm sure if you've been on Vocal in the last 24 hours you've become aware of the new "exclusive stories" feature that the Vocal team has launched on the site. It's something the community has been asking for for years: an update on the "pledges" feature that had little to no value for readers, nor the writers besides a very kind and generous monthly tip.
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Writers
Success And Balance
The universe takes and gives everything you didn’t know you needed. These prompts are an invitation to step inside yourself and explore what balance means to you. Rupi Kaur
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Writers
Poppy's Prompts | #8
Hey everyone! Here's another set of monthly prompts. My aim is to keep these going til the end of the year. Thanks to everyone who's been participating.
By Poppy 2 years ago in Writers
“One of Us” Unofficial Poetry Challenge
If tomorrow starts without me, Will the sun still rise? Will there be enough heartfelt joy To bring it to our skies? Or will the darkened clouds roll in
By Kayleigh Fraser ✨2 years ago in Writers
Closing Announcement
TL/DR at the bottom, following this symbol "-0-" Again comes the sound of ringing bells. Again heads turned or poked out of windows at the crier’s approach. His passage is slow, allowing all residents of Vocalia to know of his coming, and rush their stories, all crafted with such care, to the collection box upon the village green.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Writers
Unconvincing Beauty
I’d grown up with people telling me how beautiful I was, telling me I should appreciate my ojibwe bone structure, my lightly tanned skin, my long, dark and thick hair. As if appreciating it more would make me see it myself, but it never did. Where they saw a lovely bone structure, I saw a flat and lumpy side profile and a chin that went straight to my neck. Where they saw olive tanned skin, I saw pimples, scars, and when I was extremely stressed, patches of dry skin that would get raised and red with irritation. The hair they saw was hours of effort washing, blow drying, straightened, with expensive products laced in that I wasn’t even sure were working the way they were supposed to. My natural hair was frizzy and unmanageable, wavy but not enough to influence natural curls, the volume was all tangles and fuzz. I’d tried, my whole life, to find something, just one thing I could like about myself without messing with it first, but there was nothing.
By Bitter2 years ago in Writers
A Road Toward Healing
Self-love is the road toward healing. These prompts are an invitation to step inside yourself. Rupi Kaur Self-love is being kind and compassionate to me. Nurturing and loving as I would be to my significant other. Working on building my self esteem. Not allowing others to mistreat me. Being my own friend. All of this is self-love.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Writers
Girl with the golden earring
Ever wondered how to write a novel and make a fortune? I have no idea if the author Tracy Chevalier did, sometime before she wrote Girl with a Pearl Earring and had it published in 1999. I am pretty certain she doesn't wonder about it now, though.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 years ago in Writers
war breeds war. Content Warning.
War breeds war. no war ends. the heart wrenching blood scents don't wash away. You cannot wipe the stains of the fresh blood on concrete roads, on cement roofs, on the spinach leaves or on the keyboards of a computer. You cannot cover up the blood gushing out of the white lotuses of your pond that resembled the fifteen year old kid or the young man who gracefully smiled with open embrace , even when there were rifles in front of him. You cannot hear the line or read a line related to the martyr as before. The pen of a mother who wrote about her deceased beautiful son on the white papers, you cannot suppress that with the bayonet of your rifles.
By Chéri2 years ago in Writers
Returning to Vocal Media to Write
As a young writer, I’ll take all of the writing opportunities that come my way. I have been writing on Medium for over three years now. It has been a great platform for me. I’ve seen much success with it, and I don’t plan on quitting it anytime soon.
By Noah Nelson2 years ago in Writers