Stay-at-home dad. Cook. Cleaner. Chauffeur. Expert folder of pink clothes.

Occasional writer.

Publisher of your opinions, stories and original writing at WriteHere.

Insomniac.

Glutton for punishment.

Military for 40 years without ever joining. 17 yrs with dad and 23 with the ex. Europe, central and south America, and the great United States of America, have been my playground. The life of a daughter, wife, mother and now a 15 year divorcee of men who had dreams and daughters I no longer know. I lived dreams beyond anything I could have imagined. I just went with it and the ride was awesome, even if filled with challenges. Dreams of espionage and dangerous missions, families left behind .... Well that was them, yes and me, but my story is yet to be told. I wonder if I really have a dream, a story. Well I'm about to find out. I'm just gonna write..write here.That was then this is now.

single mom, aspiring writer, consistent slacker, amateur homesteader

Taught middle school for 44 years and loved every minute. I am 80 years; raise orchids; am active at my church

i just like to write whatever come to my mind.....so look out....LOL

I am college Sophomore that has dyslexia. I started this blog freshman year of high school.

My name is Danny and I love writing. I have a Blog on WordPress and it is gradually building up a following so pretty please go check it out. I also run my own YouTube channel (Sibling Junction) where I post weekly comedy/entertainment Vlogs. I finished a degree in English Studies at Bedfordshire University in 2013 and have had previous work writing for a holiday website: http://walkingacrosseurope.info/.

I have been amused my entire life. I have also realized that I'm a "seeker of truth," which is often clouded within the swirling vapors of politics, religion and hogwash. My greatest joy is writing. My books, stories, observations, rants and on occasion, nonsense.

I hope to experience an epiphany of excellent enlightenment and new found wisdom in my elder years, if not, I will most likely just open a stall at the local flea market, sell collectible lunch boxes and drink beer. I do hope you will take time and indulge yourself in a few of my scripts and if you enjoy them, then I'm happy. If they are not to your taste, well then bite me.

Thanks......Charlie

college student, but my love is telling stories of all kind.

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I am just a college student, who would of never thought that she would be writing just random thoughts or opinions.
It has just become a way of life for me to express myself through writing and it is GREAT!

The ones who read have read my highs and my lows in my life and I THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for taking time to read them

Thanks to those who read my pieces, as simple as they are :)

I am a changing story.

I'm not the kind of girl who is really skinny and really pretty, I'm not the girl that every guy wants. but I'm okay with that. I wouldn't call myself fat but other people do. I don't care any more I am who I am you can like me or hate me that's your choice

I am a mom of three children. They are teenagers now so I finally have decided to make me time. I have almost finished my first children's book that I wrote and illustrated. I really would like to illustrate children's books for others as well. I also am a huge animal lover. :)

I don't know what's wrong with me. But I do know I'm not where I'm suppose to be. :( can't stop thinking about you. Can't stop making mistakes. I got hit by a car a few weeks ago. But I'm ok. Just hurt my foot. Nothing serious. I know my life is getting worse. But that's ok. Hopefully one day I'll be fine.

I am Zuzana, but I write under the pseudonym Maria Pelisek. You may know me as the author of the captivating book, "The Day I Packed for Heaven and When Death, Jesus, and I Met at the Crossroads."
I consider myself an ordinary girl, yet I have an extraordinary friend.
There was a time when I believed refusing chemotherapy and surviving was the most significant miracle of my life. But as I discovered, I was mistaken.
The true miracle lay in the empowering friendship that blossomed when I dedicated time to honestly knowing Him.
It all unfolded one serene Sunday afternoon. I earnestly implored God for a guiding light to conquer Death, and in a miraculous twist, He answered by presenting Himself as my guiding force.
Who would have thought that God is not just a distant idea, but a living presence among us?

Some days are golden. Moments overwhelm you with beauty and light and make you feel you might explode. Other days are a dull grey, or black, or just empty, and you drift from moment to moment wondering what that fleeting, nameless sensation you feel about your heart is. It seems to me that too often feelings cannot catch up with thoughts, or perhaps it is the other way around, and what we feel cannot be put into coherent words or even thoughts, because it is the metaphysical and is not meant to be explained or analysed. Our lives are made up of moments and thoughts. This is a way to recording some of mine.

Other things....
Penguins fountain pens theatres instant coffee fairy wings creme eggs Space mojitos dress-up rainbows bare feet cookies ukulele butterfly kisses peanut-butter ice-cream Jessie Buckley bluebells barbie movies second hand books indigo and violet, Lists.

Wife, Mother, Retired Teacher

20 year old psychology undergraduate, animal rights activist and vegan.

I am fan of the PBS cartoon Word Girl, super hero cartoons Superman, Justice League of America, Batman. Sports i like include American football, synchronized swimming, triathalon, bowling, golf and comedies like I Love Lucy and Three Stooges. Just take my remarks about sports teams with a grain of salt since it is in satire.

Words have no power alone, but the feelings that motivate to form sentences and phrases can give healing, motivation, and comfort to the soul. I write what’s inside, I print what I perceive. My hope is that my written expressions connect with your personal experience; that your thoughts and emotions connect to what I am trying to convey.

I write to complain
I write to confront
I write to defend
I write to feel
I write to motivate
I write encourage
I write to heal
I write to release
I write because its a divine ability
Grateful for the gift

There's not a great deal to tell