Not quite yet. My main account lies in Fictionpress.com. I'm "Jesters Glass ame" on there. I have to wait for a bit though before I publish one of my works on this site.
Hi!
My name is Reae Fields, and I guess I'm just here to write my stories, even if they don't make much sense, and if they're just for me to read and enjoy myself. Although, it would be great if people saw, read, and liked them too. I don't think I'm a great writer, I just like to write, it helps me relax a little, but not when I have writers block (Man, writers block sucks!). I'm a big fan of video games and reading, so I like to drop a few hints of what I like in my stories, just as a little tribute.
Stories in progress;
Contact me;
Instagram - reaenerdfields
Steam - Reae
Quotes;
"Wishes can come true, but not if you just wait for miracles. Miracles are things we make for ourselves, here and now."
"Sometimes everything you know in the world turns out to be a lie. But at the end of the day the lie isn't what matters, it's what you do after you tell it."
"When prayers turn to promises, not even fate can stand in their way."
"We have to keep our dreams alive. Something to look forward to."
Hi! first things first; I am from the States. I was born and raised here in the good ole' US of A and have never left the States. that being said, I don't know much about other countries, save from what I learned from books or from Google. so, if I get something wrong, please tell me nicely and help me fix what I got wrong. team work!
Also, I am a Christian. I believe what I believe and I will not shove my religion down anyone's throat. by all means, if they have questions then I will be more than happy to answer said questions in any way possible. So do me a favor: I will respect your belief, if you return the same courtesy to me. I respect you if you respect me.
I love writing. I may not be that good, but I love it nonetheless. so please, if I do something wrong-grammar, language, anything- please point it out. and, returning to the statement above, please do so nicely. That being said, please read what I write and enjoy!! I'm new at this so if anyone actually reads this then I will give you a virtual cookie!! thank you!
Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...
He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...
He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...
He had no army, yet kings feared him...
He won no military battles, yet he conquered the world...
He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...
He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today
Feel honoured to serve such a leader who loves us...
If you believe in the triune God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
then copy and paste this on your profile
A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside. “Your son is here,” she said to the old man. She had to repeat the words several times before the patient’s eyes opened.
Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he... dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man’s limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.
The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed. All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man’s hand and offering him words of love and strength. Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest awhile. He refused. ... Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients. Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.
Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she did what she had to do, he waited.
Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her, “Who was that man?” he asked.
The nurse was startled, “He was your father,” she answered.
“No, he wasn’t,” the Marine replied. “I never saw him before in my life.”
“Then why didn’t you say something when I took you to him?”
“I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed his son, and his son just wasn’t here. When I realized that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I stayed. I came here tonight to find a Mr. William Grey. His Son was killed in Iraq today, and I was sent to inform him. What was this Gentleman’s Name? “
The nurse with tears in her eyes answered, “Mr. William Grey………”
The next time someone needs you … just be there.
You may not agree with the war, but at least Honor the Fighters
Well, you can see my name already so I won't bore you with that.
I learned to read at a very young age and I've had a passion for books ever since. As you can imagine when you read so many books you want to try your hand at writing yourself.
I am currently eighteen years of age with the aim of one day being either a writer or an editor for a publishing firm or magazines. I love to write though it was just finding the right place to share it. So, here I am guys.
Nice to meet you all, I hope you enjoy what I post. Also, don't hold back on constructive criticism, I'd love feedback in order to improve my writing technique. Don't be shy!
Camella.
Hello all. My name is M. C. Ashley and I came here from Fictionpress thank to the suggestion of one of my readers. I mostly deal with stories dealing with a supernatural feel to them. The one novel I will be submitting here week by week is Pyrrhic, my homage to Battle Royale by Koushun Takami.
I hope to speak with more of you soon.
I adore reading and writing sci-fi and fantasy. I'm currently working on three full-length novels that I hope to polish enough to want to publish them. Primus is a part of one of those, and as of now is the only thing I will post out of those projects. The rest of the stories I have posted on here are first drafts in various states of completion. I truly appreciate any feedback I can get on anything I write. Criticism has helped me grow immensely in terms of my skill as a writer over the past few years and I can only hope to keep improving.
As I said above, I love to read. If you want a reader and comments (constructive criticism included) let me know. I'm happy to give you my opinion as a reader that hopefully will help you write the best story possible.
Hey!
I'm just a random writer that enjoys writing. Although I hated writing anything up until I was 14 (I'm 17 now), and then I fell in love with it. I have no idea what made my mind change, but I'm happy it did. I hope to eventually have a career that involves writing. My dream is to become an author, but I know the chances of that happening are not great, so I don't think of it as a rational otpion. I'm on FictionPress as Words-Pack-A-Punch.