Writerslife Stories

No filter. No script. Just me. Welcome to the part of my brain that probably should've stayed private. Random thoughts. Unpopular opinions. Writer problems. Obsessions. Stories. Rants. Delusions. Tiny moments that somehow become huge in my head. Basically, this isn't a book. It's me opening my brain and letting you scroll through it. 😭 Some days it'll be funny. Some days it'll be completely unserious. Some days it'll get unexpectedly deep. And sometimes... I genuinely won't know what I'm talking about. So grab your imaginary coffee, sit down, and prepare yourself. Because once I start yapping, there is absolutely no guarantee I'll stop. - apsara_writingss 🖤

I go by Jane, but that isn't me. I have a point to prove, and I can't do it alone. Want significance in the journey of a young writer? Come along. We'll be cringey together <3

When the head meets the heart, two worlds collide. Jane is the sun in a thousand stars. Kian is the Shakespeare in the midst of average poets. Star crossed or fate bonded? Read more to find out...

A poem of abuse

An indept expression of my mind illustrated by the beatiful orchestra of words in poetic fashion to present the best of sounds that classical music have never heard before.

Galen Hotel is filled with. . .odd guests. Though I suppose that's what you get when the hotel is made for fictional characters. (Some from me, Cloudy others from other published authors.) It is up to Mari, Jodi and Laura to keep things calm and steady through the constant flow of plots being played out and conference meeting going awry.

Get a behind-the-pages look at my writing process, see what has inspired me to write my stories, read deleted scenes, and get exclusive special sneak peeks at what's to come!

He walked in and shouted "STOP" I was scared when I realized it was him. When he saw me he was walking towards me, I was raging in anger, I wanted to slap him, but I couldn't. I couldn't slap him or do anything. It was like I was under a spell, I couldn't do anything, but hug him. I know I said I would never forgive him if he ever begged me, but as I saw his face all the nice memories that we had together ran past my head. My husband pulled me away and slapped me, he was angry. That was the moment I realized that I had made the mistake of my life. It was now time for me to choose between Tunde, my first love, and Dapo, the man I was getting married to.

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Never look in his eyes keep your head down and he won't bother you.

It started with a missed sunrise. Then the stars came closer , But- Were They Actually Stars?◼️ A Short Horror Fictional Story... ‼️WARNING ‼️ ~ THIS STORY IS FICTIONAL & COMPLETELY MY WORK. DO NOT COPY OR REPOST WITHOUT MY PERMISSION. IF THERE IS ANY SIMILARITIES BETWEEN MY STORY & OTHER THAT'S TOTALLY I'M UNAWARE OF!!

The secret is out. Now Anaya has a book deal, a six-month deadline, and a teaching assistant who added her story to his syllabus three months before she walked into his classroom. The manuscript will not write itself. The TA will not stop reading her work with the kind of attention that makes writing toward someone very complicated. And her family, naturally, has opinions about all of it.

A poem by me...Francis Jarvis

A insomniac blogger telling some corny thoughts after Californication's Season 2 Finale

Ever seen a writing prompt on Tumblr or Pinterest or even one that just came to mind and said, 'I wish I could see where this would go.' or 'I'd read that! I just don't want to write it.'? Me too..... So! I'm going to elaborate on some prompts. Some might take off, some may fizzle out. We'll see. But I'll be writing them so... I welcome ideas, suggestions, and criticism. Enjoy! ;) Also, I don't own the cover...

there are no more words

When an invisible being known as The First Story is ready to be written. He chooses Sam-a chaotic, first-time writer-as its writer. The First Story thinks it's finally found a way to be written. But inspiration isn't always enough. As the two clash over deadlines, dreams, and what it means to create something lasting, their partnership begins to unravel. Now caught between the world of stories and the messy mind of a struggling writer, The First Story must decide: stick with the writer it chose... or find a way to escape. A darkly funny, heartfelt tale about creativity, failure, and the strange bond between story and storyteller.

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