http://slow.writerscafe.org/Dubyah8r The original writings of author Jeb en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776031721 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Written about the lights from the mall near my house that run all night. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/456380/ Drug addicted teen Timble Wallis deals with the consequences the morning after a high-school party gets slightly out of hand. I did this in Celtx and the true form exists in a .pdf, but when I attempted to copy it here it murdered the formatting. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/433496/  "All great truths are conceived by walking." -Friedrich Nitzsche"The future is vast and inscrutable. What we do has little affect on anything that happens in the future. The chaos theory is the biggest falsehood ever picked up by conspiracists. A butterfly flapping it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/433206/ This is the very beginning of what I hope to be an epic saga. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/427294/ I really need to come up with a title for these stories. I have been working on them in my head for four years and are just now beginning to put it on paper, yet I still haven't decided on a title although there are some contenders at the moment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/427292/ This didn't turn out as creepy as I has intended so I am going to make some revisions. I wanted it to be just a disturbingly creepy future dystopia that at the same time was like being in the past... anyway. I failed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/418568/ A story about a girl in 1920's Oklahoma, written in her own unique point of view. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/366469/  At shot one I saw a man three rows up who looked he had lost a friend. I respected him,but pitied the man lying dead.I saluted him,but mourned the one lie still. At shot fourteen he up and left,at twenty one so did I. as I met him in the parking lot, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/363453/ I meant to post this on the 5th... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/363452/ Just a short little ditty. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/363449/ Sitting in my darkened room I was startled from a nap. I heard a whisper of my name down stairs and I was down them in a snap. You and him were gathered around the fire, in a fiery embrace. And while he sang a jaunty tune, you sang Amazing Grace. Be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/363446/ Just a legal note: a few of the middle lines are adapted from a Josh Ritter song that sparked my idea for it... but the vast majority is completely original. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/363445/ You decide... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/263069/ A poem regarding the decay of pure religion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/247753/ For all the voters and liberals out there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/217124/ A political commentary on the war that I wrote a while back... I had it on my old account that is dead now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/217120/ At a funeral on a Sunday...high tide coming in fast,the Earth started tiltingto 23.5 and a half.And as the world was tilting, I took a little trip, I fell flat off the Earth and ceased to be a blip. The death toll reached a thousand and then one h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dubyah8r/217110/