http://slow.writerscafe.org/Novembermayhem The original writings of author NANA en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041384 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A letter to myself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1497871/ I've been told that my grandfather is dying.He's my mom's stepdad, but I've never known her real dad, and this man had been present my whole life, so he is, undoubtedly, my Grandpa John.He's going to die. That is... he is in the process of dying. Actively. But I just have to say... I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1497862/ Could you stop being perfect for just one second?I don't compareI don't dareYou're all that I wantEverything I want to beAll my aspirations summed up when you smile at meAnd I don't compareI don't dareI want to show you the real me,But is that what I've been doing?I don't compareI don't dareI've bee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1437743/ Rambling about airplanes or heartache or something http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1437737/ The MC was born a wolf with their pack, however, when MC was young, they were turned human by a curse, but retained some wolf like features. Around puberty the curse weakens... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1261568/ I want to create a nowhereA void where I can besurrounded by my nothingnessas far as the eye can't see.I looked everywhere for my nowhere,until I came to findthat nowhere can't be somewhere,not even in the mind.I want to create a nowherewhere I cannot be found.A place where the earth could be the sk.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1238269/ The sun is setting,the moon is out.This is the beginning of night.The crickets are chirping,the stars are about.This is it, the time is right.Fellow felines, gather roundand listen to the silence ofthe wonderful bliss of the night,the darkness with which we are in love.Dance, my friends, under the l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1238268/ Crush http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1238262/ I see what's important.I see what's important.To you, nothing's important.It's important to me.Keeping me's important.Losing me would kill you.That's what you keep saying.It's what I'd like to believe.But I can't get you highlike you like.Can't make you laughat the world.Can't make you flylike you d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1238253/ An angry letter to an ignorant lover http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1238250/ It's the little things that screw you. The little blips, the little mistakes, the little character flaws, and the little people. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1238246/ "Bye, Mom! We'll be back in the morning", he had said. And I just kept doing the dishes. I didn't say goodbye. I didn't say that I loved him. I didn't tell him to be careful. He would be with his friends again. Always his friends, never me. I guess he was just at that time in his life. That girl was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237378/ For Mom http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237355/ A scared and confused young mother http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237347/ For my big brother http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237345/ A moment of low-moral http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237340/ I once tried to give up on adulthood, but my mother wouldn't let me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237328/ Written by a Kansan Girl http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237283/ I was an emotional teenager. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237281/ Written for my daughter, after seeing her on a sonogram for the first time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237278/ The emotional state of a teen who doesn't see eye-to-eye with her mother http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237275/ A life lived out, beginning to end. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Novembermayhem/1237270/