Creativenonfiction Stories

Cami Zee Magazine showcases intimate fiction, soulful essays, and the everyday art of being a modern woman.

This is a book about noticing the quiet corners of life, the little shadows we carry and the small moments of light within them. It holds tenderness for the things we sometimes fear, showing how softness can grow even in dark places. "I Name My Darkness Soft Things" is a gentle journey through feeling, noticing, and finding beauty where we least expect it.

Compilations of poems, sonnets, and haikus based from the author's imagination.

A mind, once attacked by wavering deep thoughts and emotions, is far from being settled again.

walls have ears to hear the fear behind my voice. second poetry collection. dec 2024- feb 2025.

So, just like the title, this is not going to be a novel or anything🤣. I just wanted to make kind of like a journal to how my mind wanders from one thing to another. If you want to come along with me on my creative writing journey, you are gladly welcome❤️. Thank you very much on clicking this book 📚💫🌼.

A creative nonfiction piece about the hardships of being a musician, perfectionism, and mysophobia.

This is really just a collection of the thoughts I have while writing various stories. If you have anything you'd like to add, just leave a comment and I'll get to it when I can. Enjoy!

Drowning is known as one of the most peaceful deaths. This thought brings be a sense of peace. But the very thought of imagining him drifting away haunts my dreams. In them my dad's hand is just out of reach as we both sink. He fights for breath but I cannot reach him before my mind goes blank. I hope he finally found something beyond this world.

the raw writings and opinions from an aspiring teen director

a magical evening through the window ! Get captured to this impeccable beauty of the beguiling nature. Chill !

Desmond went straight home after school, said hello to his mom and went upstairs. He made his bed, he brushed his teeth, and took a bath and some clean clothes. He then took a nap, and soundly he slept, until he woke up from a weird dream. Desmond, from school, sat alone in his room. From school, he came home, today. Along came his friend, who visited soon, and Des and his friend went to play.

Here are plenty of prompts that can be used to start your creative juices flowing once again. Hope you enjoy. Genres: Sci-if Fanasty Thriller Mystery Adventure/Action Young Adult

A tortured heart encountered a welcoming spirit with a body and mind to match. But his wish won't be permitted. Or will it? An original collection of poems where each piece is a slice of sweet love and romance baked in with loss, hurt and heartbreak. Take the journey to see what that heart finds. It's a short read, share it with your friends Let me know what line stood out for you? Or vote for your favorite kind of cake! Thank you 😁🙏🏾

This is a creative nonfiction essay I was assigned to write in my Intro to Creative Writing class. It talks about the racial prejudices that Native Americans went through, and how the book To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee (who I knew and who lived in my hometown) is helping to heal that divisiveness.

Just my first Try out Poems Its my collection Some talk bout love Some bout romance Some bout suicide Its Just about me what i feel since i love writing I hope you all enjoy them

If was money was no problem, if I didn't have to worry about having a full-time job and could do content creation as my career instead, what would I do? Read on to find out.

A Light Novel by Adrian GISEMBA "When the sun dies, the graves will speak." In a world where the dead are silenced and history is rewritten by the victors, Cael Mourne walks a forbidden path. Branded a heretic and hunted by the sacred Aether Order, he possesses a power that was supposed to be buried with the old world - Gravebinding, an ancient art that speaks to memory, sorrow, and the spirits left behind. Cael doesn't raise the dead. He remembers them. And through him, so do their voices. Joined by a rogue spiritweaver, a bound relic of the past, and hunted by those who fear what he represents, Cael is drawn into a dying world's final secret - a forgotten war, a prophecy sealed in ash, and a power buried beneath the soil that could either heal the world... or end it. As the line between memory and magic blurs, and the echoes of the past grow louder, Cael must uncover the truth behind a war lost to time - and face the question at the heart of it all: What happens when the dead refuse to stay silent?

Her short internship at shika hospital Zaria gave Munira the opportunity to met Ahmad. Even though their first encounter wasn't one of a fairytale, it eventually grew from there. Somehow in there mysterious amazing journey, they encountered love, friendship. Ahmad friends became hers, friends turned family. They swim in the pool of youth, creating excitement in stressful life of a typical Nigerian university student.

A quirky collection of some quirky writing. A dumpster for my writing that no one reads--But, um, I do hope you will. Mundane events decorated with sophisticated words, mitochondria, unpopular opinions, possibly rants, and rejected manuscripts. Hopefully funny. I aim to update this every ... now and then. WHAT PEOPLE ARE SAYING 'What I've been SEEKING this whole time' - Harry Potter, former Gryffindor Seeker. 'Absolutely, er, brilliant' - Harry Kane, the other famous Harry. 'Si' - Christiano Ronaldo, footballer. 'I am a lion' - Zalatan Ibrahimovic, lion.