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Holding on to Hope

Distant Thunder Nathan Unwrapped
Distant Thunder

The gods who protect the world know evil is coming, and it can't wait to show itself - vainglorious in its efforts, it will make itself known soon.
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Nathan Unwrapped

Nathan buries his talent & has sworn off his art & romance, but when a bulldozer of a man comes to seek refuge in the dilapidated house Nathan is renovating, the promises he made to himself collapse under the weight of powerful emotions.
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An Inconvenient Wedding Never Without You
An Inconvenient Wedding

Lauren Anderson is planning the wedding she’s always wanted with the man she’s always loved, but the problem is - the wedding isn’t hers.
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Never Without You

As a special agent for the FBI, Ethan doesn't have time for relationships, let alone love, but he was missing something...a connection he hoped to find through The Letter Club, & to his surprise, one woman spoke to his soul & captured his heart, but her identity is a mystery, which he intends to solve.
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Writer's World

Tips & Answers to Qs


Richard Wright

“Hate yearned to destroy and sought to forget, but love could not.

Love strove creatively towards days that had yet to come.”

“The impulse to dream was slowly beaten out of me by experience.

Now it surged up again and I hungered for books, new ways of looking and seeing.”

“Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me,

I had clutched at books...”

“Reading was like a drug, a dope.

The novels created moods in which I lived for days.”

“Men can starve from a lack of self - realization

as much as they can from a lack of bread.”

“The artist must bow to the monster of his own imagination.”

“Literature is a struggle over the nature of reality.”

“All literature is protest.”

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From the Editor's Desk

Editor's Desk


You declare you see me dimly

through a glass which will not shine,

though I stand before you boldly,

trim in rank and marking time.

You do own to hear me faintly

as a whisper out of range,

while my drums beat out the message

and the rhythms never change.

Equality, and I will be free.

Equality, and I will be free.

You announce my ways are wanton,

that I fly from man to man,

but if I’m just a shadow to you,

could you ever understand?

We have lived a painful history,

we know the shameful past,

but I keep on marching forward,

and you keep on coming last.

Equality, and I will be free.

Equality, and I will be free.

Take the blinders from your vision,

take the padding from your ears,

and confess you’ve heard me crying,

and admit you’ve seen my tears.

Hear the tempo so compelling,

hear the blood throb in my veins.

Yes, my drums are beating nightly,

and the rhythms never change.

Equality, and I will be free.

Equality, and I will be free.

~ Maya Angelou

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