http://slow.writerscafe.org/drcloud The original writings of author CWP en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776055815 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 * http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/2767166/ A first-person journey ending with a hopeful beginning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/2767164/ Late post, written 9/7/15 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/2070725/ How odd it isTo find myself sittingSo willinglyOn the floor of the room I was once so desperateTo escape -But twice as afraidOf people,Twice as afraidOf the dark.Funny to thinkI left feelingAs if things could not get any worse,Only to return feelingAs if things could only get better. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1747975/ I've played with spacing a lot, I'd love some feedback on how it reads ^.^ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1744635/ A monologue about a relationship based on substance abuse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1740962/ A teenage girl's medical experience http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1583159/ A character sketch using another character to explain the main -- an interesting experiment, if I do say so myself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1577183/ A short scene about a kid on the beach watching a family. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1576026/ This is a short story from a second-person perspective about a girl who feels pretty down and has a habit of comparing herself to other people and what she finds during an encounter at a gas station. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1575463/ From pink to lavender to palest blue, the sky is reflected in Dave's eyes and the door behind him. the twilight settles around us, penetrating only the edges of the porch, where the Christmas lights are dimmest. I study the boundary, burning my cigarette away on my breath, looking for the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1551270/ I will be so blunt it scares you. I will tell you the things you never wanted to face, the things you painted over with foundation. I will tell you, in my stony voice, that you didn't hide your flaws as well as you thought, that you yellowed hair and bleached grin, will never mask the lies you told .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1548826/ A little monologue-type blurb exploring drug abuse and potential consequences and causes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1544875/ The bricks remind me of a cat's tongue. On warm days after a rain, I'll run my hand along a row and they'll be damp, just like a cat's tongue. The only time I felt one was at my other baby sitter's house -- the cat liked me because I gave her treats. Mom never told me why I hat to stop going there, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1482106/ A story based around one sister's obsession with peace. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1420598/ A short story about a night in the mind of an addict. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1416474/ An internal monologue from a lady who feels as if she's been rejected. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1415007/ A short story, about a walk across the city and the musings of a young adult. It was sparked by a writing prompt from Weekly Writing Challenges posted by The Daily Press. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/drcloud/1407186/