Manifesto for Banned Books Week. Write your own in Wattpad's Banned Book Week Contest! details on the Contest Page

THIS POEM DOES NOT BELONG TO ME However, it is by someone that I loved very dearly. It is about the pureness and love that a woman, my grandmother, felt towards her invalid daughter. It will tug heart strings but it is well worth the read. Please enjoy, vote, leave comments and like it if you wish.;

Lainie Moon and Aaron Dozier have a history, a present, and a possible future. This story was the creation of many helpful suggestions by readers at the time of the writing. Thank you, everyone, who helped out!

Advice for writers on the trials and tribulations of writing, from two writers.

My poem for the Manifesto Poem contest! Like it? (: Creativity is most important to me, to have the ability to express who I am with my writing or my art work <3 Enjoy :D

Jordana Kane is your typical 15-year-old sophomore who’s moving through high school as a part of the in-crowd. One Friday night, her friends make plans to go to the movies, and Jordana’s decision to go with them or not will alter her life forever. If she decides to stay home, she finds herself witnessing a crime happening next door and decides to put on her detectives hat and launch her own investigation. When she chooses to go to the movies, but leaves early, Jordana meets a mystery traveler who wiggles his way into her family’s home and her heart, before she discovers that he’s actually a famous movie star. Choosing to head to her local diner causes Jordana to meet a bad-boy musician who sweeps her into his world of rock and fame, which ends in a record deal and booze-filled parties. And if she stays through the movie, she’ll end up the star of a student film, finding herself acting alongside her number one crush. Which decision is the right one and what will seal her fate forever? You'll have to read to find out!

Everyone is hiding from something; a secret, a lie. Mine just happens to be a curse, one bestowed upon me before my first birthday; a curse that says I'm supposed to die before I turn sixteen. But that isn't going to happen, because I have a plan. You see, it's impossible to prick your finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel if you're locked in a cell.