The Traveling Writer

He takes out his holographic writing set, writing in it while saying, “with the strength of a rhino, the writer lightly walks with the swift breeze blowing his way.”

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Writer's Paradox

He immediately goes and deletes all the chapters and decides he will never write any stories ever again. \*\*\* author note: this is based on my experience as a new writer.

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Writer's Block

A short on writer's block. he mused. an idea so bad it's _original_.

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An Open Realm Chapter 1

**An Open Realm** **Chapter One: The Tale Begins** It was a warm summer's with clear skies ahead and the smell of freshly cut grass in the air, a perfect day. Well it would've been if Milo wasn't stuck on this stuffy, packed, school bus, or...

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Written letters

Follow my story of a writer, who writes a letter to an old flame for inspiration.

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Type Writer

. ### type writer tapping typing softly swyping backspace spam and whole-work wiping all precede a deed worth reading cut the keys that keep impeding progress forward that's the watchword synonyms that stop your

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Fears of a Newbie Writer

I want to be a writer. no. i am a writer no matter whether i'm good or bad. just doing the act is all i need. till then i fill these pages with words and who knows, maybe someone will like them.

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Pictures In The Snow ( A DitD Christmas Story - A Writer's Portrait )

The writer rose up, and made his way out of the lab. "you too! see you next time." the writer gathered his things in the waiting room. he put his hoodie on, picked up his 3ds, his headphones and his book.

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Hunting Death- Werewolf Philosopher

He seems to quickly learn that i’m trying not to answer his questions directly and claims that his experience as a writer has taught him to recognize when someone’s dodging a question.

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Weaver Fever (chapter 1)

Mase the chout awoke from a completely rubbish so-called night's sleep. Groggy and ill at ease, the teenage caudal sat irritably up among the dishevelment of his bed sheets. He flicked his russet tail-plume out of the way so that he could draw his...

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