http://slow.writerscafe.org/newwar12 The original writings of author Mason Watts en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775987686 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The Day a Man Got Wings……..For so long people thought that a man couldn’t fly until the airplane was first flown. But people still wished for wings. They wanted to fly with the wind in their face and wings spread far. They didn’t want to be stuck in a metal thing sitt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/574480/ I don't know why I wrote this or why I named it what I did. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/574478/ this is from a writing prompt I did today. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/558556/ this is supposed to be a comical thing. and yes it is a real experience with a little bit of exageration. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/558551/ Just a murder I wrote. Might be part of something someday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/556543/ this is the moment that is drawing closer. i really do dread it, spending every moment thinking of what to do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/551767/ A poem that is unfinished but I would love some feedback!!!!!1 NEED IDEAS FOR ENDING!!!!!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/551671/ this work is unfinished. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/550840/ To the girl I wish would read this.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/527722/ He doesn't leave. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/527714/ I remember that night that I laid in my bed awake for some time thinking of the day. A actually just about a span of five minuets not really the whole day. It was just from the start of lunch until the time when Weasel ran from me. I replayed the whole scene in my head so many times trying to figu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/511059/ I once walked with LOVE,On a strange and lonely road,He spoke of different stories, Of strange things untoldI learned he was deceitful,A lying, thieving soul.I learned he was a dangerous man,Slaughtering all the soulsThat came to him for answersBut with none they foundHe killed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/510390/ It drives hate, wars, and fake love,It lies, kills, and fightsFor things so pointless to me.It intrudes on peoples livesMaking them hate, love and kill.It’s a w***e that lives to findThe things that bind us so,It looks for an excuseTo make us cry.It goes for our weaknessT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/510389/ A boy that meets a girl and then ignores his other friend. For some reason writing a love poem is easy for me. ti may not be good though. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/509049/ My very first, and very crappy, poem. I have never really been into poetry but now it is kinda growing on me. the thing is my poem is not good and out of the four I wrote this one is the best. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/509044/ Second part of Weasle. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/499200/ Story I wrote. this is only the first part. Note it is unfinished. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/497920/ added more and yet I am still not finished with the chapter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/493265/  III          Morning was breaking and the city of Paris was slowly waking. People going to markets buying there goods and the shop owners preparing for the oncoming customers. A drug store not far from the middle of the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/471448/  II                      No moon this night. Dark clouds came in brining rain soaking the ground. The rain patted against the roof of the bar filling in the silence. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/470625/ Let me share my little predicament about my girlfriend... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/470624/  I         The smoke filled bar was noisy. All the tables were full with the drunken merchants and commoners, except for the table in the far corner. Every time the door opened, everyone in the room turned to look. If it was a w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/470602/ Nicolas Aimeric is an assassin in France who is slowly coming up in the ranks of an assassin. Soon he is faced with a choice that leads into more and more choices that could change France forever... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/newwar12/470600/