: ShellySunshine
: 01-25-09 @ 7:59pm : To Write is to set my soul on fire and the pen and paper keep it burning long after the ember's have faded.
: Hannah ♫♥♫
: 01-25-09 @ 10:36pm : My poetry is a whisper from my soul, and my stories have danced in my head for years; longing to be free!
: Sticktalker
: 01-25-09 @ 10:45pm : I usd to bee a jernalist for 45 years and writted news stories for newspappers. Now I rote 45 werds per hous with 59 typeos and pertend to be an aurtur. *smile*
: Sticktalker
: 01-25-09 @ 10:46pm : Congratulations Allison my "pal". Good job on the "in and out"...I wish I could write poetry too.
: Save the Turkeys!
: 01-26-09 @ 10:13pm : Hi. My imaginary self is very tiny, yet your fire is so warm. Is that face I see in the fire? I think, I think it is looking at me! I wish I was a little smaller now! Yiip!
: Scarecrow
: 01-27-09 @ 10:08am : This one time I went to a pet store to find work and fella behind the counter asks "Have you worked with fish before?", so I say "I used to work at Deluxe,does that count?" (See, Deluxe is a fish n' chip restaurant in my hometown)
: Miz Kitty
: 01-30-09 @ 3:39pm : I have the best critic, smiling, my granddaughter, Hailee. I read one of my stories to her, and when I was done, she asked who wrote it. I said, I did. I got the biggest smile, and hug. She loved it. That was worth the writing.
Miz Kitty
: Puja
: 02-02-09 @ 5:51pm : In the ocean of blue sky, the moon sails like a white ship and the stars are the glittering fishes in the water.
: 🌕 HuntersMoon
: 02-13-09 @ 2:49pm : My tongue trips while thoughts run free.
Pray, fingers fly where voice is dumb.
I'll let my pencil speak for me.
: Michelle Broughton
: 03-28-09 @ 9:35pm : My precious cat, my brilliant muse, passed his knowledge to my Shih Tzu before he passed away. Now the little one guides my thoughts and fingers through the joy of writing.
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