Matteus Chapter 5 "Secrets Revealed"
On the way there they ran into some of matt's friends; two of them martin could not recognize, but he did recognize a female dalmatian that he saw in his creative writing class last week.
My Roommate's A Stripper?! Ch. 2
"i teach some introductory creative writing classes, for lower classmen." "oh, well that sounds...different." she responded seeming much less impressed than earlier.
Chapter Two
He was good at creative writing, his side hobby at night, but not speeches. the thundering applause echoed through the gathering hall as he walked towards the podium to shake the deans hand.
ISAP - Chapter 1:A Day At The Park
#1 of isap i fully intend on writing more to get myself back into the habit of creative writing (and back to writing new chapters on existing projects like a breeder's story) and you can help.
Furries university: chapter 19 sincere
"oh, ummm i'm just writing" the rabbit smiled "i've got to get a lot done before i have my next creative writing class". suddenly aide looked over towards the dorm building, and started waving her paw. "hey it's kitsune and his boyfriend!"
Never Let You Go (Part I)
A classmate in my creative writing workshop had recommended this forest as a place where she would come to get inspired, as there would hardly ever be any other person found there and it truly let one be alone with their thoughts.
The Sweater
The sweater from a creative writing prompt i’m stuck in this overgrown gaudy autumnal sweater and i can’t get out. i can’t see, i can’t breathe, i can’t make heads or tails of where i am— tail. i have a tail. a pony’s tail. where am i?!
For Love Eternal
This is a poem that i'd written for my creative writing class in college... oh, many years ago at this point. i got a little bit carried away with the prompt, having been instructed to write four stansas.
wander ~ Chapter 10
Making sure i had everything in line for creative writing, double-checking to see that there wasn't any extra reading for astronomy... and instead i found myself thinking, over and over, about different ways to phrase the question, or i guess the inquiry.
A little Something Different, Part 3
I got up, early to hand in a portfolio for a creative writing class. the sky overhead had been a light blue and the sun was out, shinning bright as i left my campus and drove to his.
Anaphylaxis
In its first form, it was in the form of a letter from one neighbor of the main character, martin perry, to, like, her sister or something -- it wasn't great, but i edited it and recycled it for a creative writing class in 2013, and i passed, so big whoop.
Mother's Day in Devout America
(the paragraph you just read is not creative writing for alternate history. this all actually did happen to the real-life anna jarvis.) mother's day changed very little in the years following the beginning of the second american civil war.