http://slow.writerscafe.org/williamthe2nd The original writings of author William Fields Issac en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003268 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It's gone.  He woke up this morning and it was gone.  All of it.  Well, most of it.  Outside his bedroom window he saw nothing but white haze.  Gray shapes could be seen a little farther away, but beyond that nothing.  He opened the door and stepped outside. The air was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/1415586/ A piece about life, anxiety, and reality. Insecurities never go away, they just change shape. In high school and college it's relationships, image, and grades, after it's career and success. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/1414828/ First draft of a scene for a short film based on George Orwell's 1984. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/960026/ A tribute to the unheard stories of immigrants from all over the world and the Russian people I have come to know and love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/950804/ A piece which enjoys toying with the mind using homonyms and ambiguous sentences to throw the reader off. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/947883/ This is a description of the 11am-12pm shift I work at the pool describing the lovable and predictable patrons I watch over. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/899874/ An apology http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/809690/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/760689/ A social critic on the meaningless words in today's generation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/753148/ The air is cold and wet as I walk among these stonesSilence prepares for the emptying storehouses of snowNothing moves save the shiver of slumbering blades of grassI am the only thing that lives.I walk among the forgotten facesThough many are gathered here they stand aloneThey, who once were, scream.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/689017/ The inspiration behind this comes from a class I have and it really taught me the importance of engaging people in everyday life in meaningful conversation and establishing relationships. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/631352/ This is a short story written from inspiration by Earnest Hemingway's 6 word short story he wrote for a bet. The story is told in the last 6 words of the this story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/579656/ Early summer nights posses a certain magical quality, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/564149/ Insanity is ringing a broken bellSearching for something that isn't there!Searching for water in an empty well.When all along I know where.How?Did I get this far,How?Trying to carry water with an broken jar.Drinking dust. Pretending to be quenched,Breaking trust,Only to end with fists clenched... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/556982/ I can hear them,Their crying,Their pain,Slowly dying.They tell their souls,And secrets dark,To strangers weep,And to the unfamiliar they hark.No one can hear them,their silent screaming,Yet their text based plea's,Their souls constant streaming.Are we cowards?To hide behind a digital mask,We hide ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/555066/ The title is a line from the song "Company Car" by Switchfoot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/553552/ A spark and then a flame,A flame and then a fire,Soon the fire a blaze became,And the whole forest it did require,This is the story of my heart,From a spark love kindled and grew,Until it consumed the outermost parts,And consumed my soul with a love that is true.This love is like no other,Greater th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/553241/ Just answer three questions in the review box thats all you have to do for this one. Please review if you read. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/552577/ A monologe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/552244/ This is written for all the people I have passed by in my life that I never cared to think about who they are what they are going through. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/551555/ Based on 1 Peter 2:25 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/551384/ A story of reality, please read only if you plan to finish, hear all that I have to say, it doesn't have to be at one time just finish it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/548588/ This is a Louis Carol style nonsense poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/547283/ Based on John 15:13 and & 1 John 4:10. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/546818/ This is just a poem I wrote when I was bored but I have been more musically minded lately. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/545937/ Just thinking of her. I wanted to go for more of a classic feel to this poem, more like a Robert Frost, or Sir Walter Scott. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/503079/ an opinion written on a whim http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/487415/ This is a monologue written from a poem I wrote a few years ago. It is written in the style C.S.Lewis used to write the "Screwtape Letters." The speaker is God as He writes a letter to His son Christ Jesus, as He reviews the past from the beginning of cr http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/williamthe2nd/485718/ warning this story will not make sense if you have not read Mary Shelly's Frankenstein...This was written for a brit lit assignment. The object was to create a sceen inside another book thhat did not happen in the book. 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