The Maze

The Maze

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This is a story that I wrote quite a few years ago when I was 14 or something. This story is dedicated to R.L Stine and his style of writing. Do you write good short stories? Well then I want you to collaborate on my project called Emotions&Chills. Here are the project details. What is Emotions & Chills? Emotions & Chills is going to be a monthly e-publication containing short stories of varying lengths. The genres covered will be horror, paranormal, thriller (though we will make exceptions more often than not). The publication will be distributed across various platforms at a competitive price. Audio is interesting Audio version of the publication will be published simultaneously with ebook one. The art of storytelling through audio is growing and the field is really interesting. We will publish audio exclusive short stories too. Your contributions and work All the tasks will be shared. You will work towards : > Creating new stories. > Reviewing and editing. >Promoting Emotions & Chills. Why you should join it? Simple. Because it will give you : > A Chance to learn and get better at your art. > Popularize yourself and your work > Earn some side - money (You'll receive 15% of the profits) Is it going to suck up my whole time? Absolutely not. I would rather call it a weekend project where people meet to create awesome stuff. It's not to going to suck up your time as tasks will be shared by all. Will it be successful? I believe so. If we create good stuff, then I see no reason in believing that we will fail. Also, stuff sells when people know about it and we will put all the efforts we can in promoting Emotions & Chills. Convinced? Contact me at adityaganguly@about.me with your info, a short story and the reason you want to work with us. You can also contact at twitter (@gopcruise).
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***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences*** In which she looks for the purpose of life. Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible. With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness? * "So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit. His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that" "What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears. "Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek. I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place. "I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again. Why? There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add. Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.

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