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All you need is paper and pen. Capture those thoughts. Create! It's energizing, cathartic, fun! Wherever you are, whatever your situation, you have a way to express yourself that you can enjoy and share with others. It lasts as long as you want. It's as private as you wish. You can create your world as you like it. What more could you ask for?

There are formulas for fiction, schematics for documentaries, rules of the road. There are also no rules you have to follow, if that's what you want. e.e. cummings hated capitalization. Hemingway wrote short, terse sentences. Bukowski splattered his pages with profanity.

This group is for people who love writing. It's a place to share tips, ideas and ask questions. Feel free to bounce your snippets off your friends here. Invite people you think would enjoy discussing the art and magic of writing. You only have the moment, that's guaranteed. Nothing else is for sure...

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What's Your Favorite Story-Gazing Story?

Started by Michael Levin Feb 28, 2018. 0 Replies

What's Your Favorite Story-Gazing Story?Hello Zoobird community. The Enzian Theater, an indie gem in lovely Winter Park, FL is putting on a little writing…Continue

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The Old Man And The Sea

Started by Michael Levin Feb 14, 2018. 0 Replies

I ran across this quote a few minutes ago. Knew right away it was Hemingway.“He always thought of the sea as 'la mar' which is what people…Continue

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Travel Writing Contest!

Started by Michael Levin Jun 6, 2017. 0 Replies

Wow, this looks like a good opportunity to write and be involved with an excellent travel website. Check it out and let us know what you think:  …Continue

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The Last Taco Truck

Started by Michael Levin Mar 3, 2016. 0 Replies

There's a new short story out…Continue

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Sessions at The Bike Preserve

Started by Michael Levin Jun 20, 2015. 0 Replies

Albert walked in wearing his Army surplus jacket and a scruffy beard that made him look like Fidel.It always was interesting to see what people did when they walked into the Bike Preserve. Albert was on a mission. He wanted to lend a hand. He asked…Continue

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Reflections on Gainesville's Sweetwater Park, By Shmal

Started by Michael Levin Dec 18, 2013. 0 Replies

Photo credit : https://foursquare.com/user/32981361 User "Bob"REFLECTIONS ON SWEETWATER…Continue

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Writer, Publish Thyself!

Started by Michael Levin Nov 13, 2012. 0 Replies

(Photo from Powell's)Self publishing is coming of age! First, we had parchment and pen. Then, the printing press came along. Ever hear of Zines? They're basically books self published using easy means…Continue

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Florida Writers Festival

Started by Michael Levin Oct 11, 2012. 0 Replies

Looks like there's a writers festival in Florida. http://www.gainesville.com/article/20121006/ARTICLES/121009848Continue

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Comment by Bert Woodall on March 18, 2024 at 7:12pm

Labor’s Sweet Reward

I wonder if in a past life

I bore hundredweight blocks of adamantine 

Resentment under the lash and up

The ramps of accommodating lackeys for

Pretenders to enslaving thrones.

I wonder if in a past life

My sedulous labors, humping tons

As a bitterness mule in the livery of

False promised and pointless fear erected

Ziggurats of fossil dung as erosion bait.

I wonder if in a past life

I always knew this mordant glee

Was my best hope.

(Bert Woodall)

Comment by Michael Levin on April 20, 2009 at 9:59pm

Comment by Lois Hudson on February 21, 2009 at 12:14pm

They whirled below me, happy, heartless, free,
While I was left alone, all to myself,
They danced, they sang, they even called to me;
I did not hear them, standing on my sheslf
Of sorrow, hanging high upon a wall
Of solemn, rigid wood; I watched that crowd
Below me, gliding through their spacious hall,
I would not join them, I was much too proud.
But suddenly the nailed shelf gave way,
I left it and went reeling through the air,
I fell amidst the others, shattered clay,
I looked about, then soon became aware
That once I was too high upn a wall
To feel the joy of others in the hall.

Lois Hudson
Comment by paul bridgman on February 20, 2009 at 7:40pm
a little diddy i wrote a long time ago
still waiting on that wish

I look into the well
I've tossed my coin
I watch the ripples swell
With my wish they are gone
Comment by Lois Hudson on February 6, 2009 at 1:52pm
I just read your article on Being Slow. Being Slow can be so worthwhile when roasting the wonderful coffee you describe. I want some now...
Comment by Ellen Bush on January 30, 2009 at 11:04pm
Lois, I enjoyed your poem! Keep up the good work!
Comment by Lois Hudson on August 31, 2008 at 7:42pm
Marley and Me by John Grogan Funny and touching. Love of life.
Comment by Zach Lutz on August 8, 2008 at 2:11am
Will post soon, but I just had to say...love the HST pic. Never change it. :)

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