I tell you sir look to your zest, and tend to your gusto.
I will try to become a better writer, as of the current moment I tend to falter due to purely technical reasons. I trip and fall when I intend to run, as we all do. I fall often, nonetheless with each piece of unfiltered, unrefined, clunky, dull, and spirit ridden wall of text, it slowly becomes more clean, refined, tight, sharp, and full of this hard fought spirit.
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Stories by RWChambers
- 4 Published Stories
The Affliction of a Damned Body
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One who has been taken from the body, however one still remains.
Inspired by Lovecraft if you could even com...
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September's Writing
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A small book of poetry that I had made, some I'm proud of, some I'm not.
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Light Left Behind
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Simply a poem, if you could call it that, that I have put together. I encourage any and all criticism of my w...
#278 in cosmic
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