http://slow.writerscafe.org/FrankNash The original writings of author Fdale en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776099260 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Just yesterday while chatting with a friend,He mentioned, "A game, scored in tens."Thoughtfully I inquired what he meant.His posture changed, a calm assent.A slow smile spread across his face."Life's moments fade in this way."We recalled our childhood's cloudy scenes,Reliving the glories we had glea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrankNash/2954437/ Standing in the distance Yes, I see you standing in the distance,Calling out my name, yelling for an instant.Face contorted, but your anguish is latent.Longing for embrace, but the trauma is extant.I would have met your gaze, but my heart’s still hesitant. This road between us appears worn and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrankNash/2926564/ This is my first book, and I am learning as I go. All comments are welcome, especially those concerning structure. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrankNash/2902958/ This is a partial chapter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrankNash/2902916/ The suicide attempt http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrankNash/2902484/ Haunted by his past, Frank struggles with fate and faith to find his true identity, mend his broken heart, cleanse his soul, and build a life worth living for. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FrankNash/2902483/