Advice for writing book-shaped things and getting them traditionally published. This series will cover everything from querying to agent fit, to building a platform and marketing yourself.

Disclaimer‼️: You are now entering the mind and the heart of a teenager. All negativity and bad energy stop here. 🤟🏾 Only good vibes and good energy can move on. Inside you will encounter a collection of raw experiences and raw truth from up and down days covering a variety of topics. 🛸Anything read here is very personal and is not to be read-aloud, reproduced, or used in any malicious manner. 🚀 All of these writings were written as these feelings were felt and uploaded to heal and to hopefully touch other souls out there too. 🤗 • Now Fully Completed Story!! • Click "Read" to enter. Hope you enjoy. - Rayshaun (Aka: The Marble Poet🌌) [I would also like to dedicate this piece to all my loved ones, especially to my Grandmother Vivian who just passed.🙏]

Connecting to Video Chat... "Hi!" "Oh. Oh my god. Oh god." "What?" "I thought you were a boy." --- all characters and situations in "i thought you were a boy" are works of fiction. highest rankings: #2 in Short Story (07/15/17) #1 in "girlxgirl" (06/11/17) #1 in "freethelgbt" (09/06/17) #1 in LGBT+ (06/15/17) #1 in "shortstorycollection" (09/30/18) #22 in "story" (10/06/18)

A collection of poems for the voices that go unheard. -WARNING- Some of these poems may touch on subjects involving depression, anxiety and other things you may not be comfortable with.

We all go through breakdowns. Not once not twice but again and again. Sometimes we stand up. Sometimes we fall hard with no hope. Sometimes we give up. Because when it hurts, it hurts bad.

Poetry for triggers.

Highest ranking #72 in poetry. silence was mine. Sparklingly eyes and fake smile. Normal they thought. But my insanity wasn't mine to wear... It was an infestation of the mind... A disease to my own existence. A torment to my own soul. The thoughts that run through a silent mind. Madness ... Craziness ... They were all just names to mask my sanity which had been lost in the silence ...

An emotive journey through the empty places we visit but never want to see. The pain, the heartbreak, trying to see hope in places there may be none. And the secrets, and yes there are always secrets. Can you see them in this dark empty space? So it's done, more original art to be added to its pages, I hope everyone enjoyed the ride. May 2017 #166 June 2017 #133

Have you ever had a deep, stirring feeling arise in the quiet of night? A feeling of longing and reflection, a feeling that settles into you, unconcious of it you may be. No, this is not a spiritual lesson, it's more an expression of that subtle aching. Some paint it across canvas, some combine chords to recreate it. Some, like me, spin with words the feeling. Here is an assortment of poems, most written in the unwinding of night. Some are introspective, some look for hope and more, something out there.