Hello everyone!!
I guess I say a little about myself here. Well I am you average high schooler. I love writing, but I know mine needs a lot of work if I ever hope to be published (hence why I joined this site!!). I would like to work on my writing more, but my first love is photography. I am currently a wedding photographer and loving every minute of it!!
In an ideal world I would be a National Geographic or LIFE photographer AND a fairly known published author.
Other than that I am pretty average living in the middle of nowhere.
I guess I say a little about myself here. Well I am you average high schooler. I love writing, but I know mine needs a lot of work if I ever hope to be published (hence why I joined this site!!). I would like to work on my writing more, but my first love is photography. I am currently a wedding photographer and loving every minute of it!!
In an ideal world I would be a National Geographic or LIFE photographer AND a fairly known published author.
Other than that I am pretty average living in the middle of nowhere.
- Member since October 21, 2009.
- I am a 17 year old person (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a wedding photographer.
- I have 14 comments, 2 poems, 9 stories
My Stories
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I drove merrily along from jujitsu that night January 12, 2010. The day went along particularly well getting call back for Grease auditions. Euphoria pulsed through my body at dangerous speeds, as the night gaped in through m
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Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Humpty had had gotten very dumpty through his years by sitting within his office walls. He had not cared much about physical appearances, and made no effort to change his lifestyle for the better.1100 words, December 7, 2009. In Dark, Death, Depression, First person, Life, Personal, Sad, Short story, Tragedy
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My eyes scanned the seemingly endless pile of paper work I had to do near the end of the day. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I scanned the1000 words, 2 comments, November 15, 2009. In Contest, Crime, Dark, Death, First person, Horror, Other, Short story
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White, white...why is it always so damn white? Needles infuse into that same pallid hue.
My Poetry
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Roots deep, deep, deeper,
Etched into ourselves.
Guest Book
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Marta. on November 10, 2009Welcome to my group, I hope that you will be an active member and post a story that we can all read and comment on. Marta
