http://slow.writerscafe.org/marianas The original writings of author marianas en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776073825 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'm on stage, hovering around uselessly while the crew wrestles with the huge, white swan sculpture. I have never seen an abstract swan before and it looks like an origami crane: all straight lines and hard edges, yet still evocative of a smooth, graceful shape.      The ligh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marianas/222864/ Three snippets of one life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marianas/222855/ Some friend, Cath thought bitterly, surveying Sarah’s sleeping body in the backseat. As soon as they returned to Mari’s—no, Cath’s—car after the concert, Sarah had put on her headphones and fallen asleep in the back. But Cath was sorry for that thought almost instantly... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marianas/202757/ Genre: non-romance. A strange sort of vampire novel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marianas/202752/ I am the hunter. I wield the power.In control, obeyed. Even I obeyed me.She is the white rose. Fleur, beautiful flower.Why does she help? She should flee.She stays, her sweetness poison in my veins.Yet I crave it. She enjoys my presence.I don't understand. I hold her in no chains.But I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marianas/202747/ Cold. Methodical. Killer. Hunter.That is what I am.That is all I am. All I will ever be.Warm. Soft. Gentle. Caring.Flower of the day.Everything I am not. I can never be.Why does she help me?She poisons me. She infects meWith her sweetness.Why does she stay?She should run. She s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marianas/202745/ Flash!The whole sky lights upAnd I can see the jaggedBranch-like boltThrough the windshield.I have to force myselfTo keep my foot steady on theCrash!Gas as the thunderFollows with deafening intensity.Rain--fast and poundingBut so changeable.Flash!I play with the wiper s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marianas/163136/ I Don't Want Your EternityI don't needThe future. I have too muchFuture already. I wantThe past. I want your life.To watch empires riseAnd fall. To witnessThe earth's turning.And not just see;To act! To shift the courseOf history with a word.To remember it all.All of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marianas/162803/