| which one sounds better? 1) Journal of my blinded past OR 2) Journey from my blinded past . Thank you |
| Journey |
| hmm, what about going with Journal of your blinded past? |
| Maybe Blinded Past Journey. |
| Hi there... just wondering if there's an automated word count here in WDC. Thanks love |
| Yeah, it is under the edit gear at the top right of the item. But I think it is only accurate as to how many words there were at the last save. |
| Oh! I didn't realize it might only count from the last save. Good to know! Also, check to see about things like tagging someone such as I Heart My Sox or an activity such as "The Contest Challenge" . Those may both be counted as 1 word instead of 3 because the ML code is 1 word...or maybe not, so check on that if it matters to you. |
| ... Quick question.. where and how do i submit writings for reviews ..please? sorry .. but its been a really long time...🤭. Thank you so much.😊 |
| Select a story from your port, then click the wheel at the upper right. From the drop-down menu, click on Request Review, then select a fellow WDCer from whom to request the review. |
| If you want to post a link to the item you want looked at in World Weavers' Network, I will get to it (eventually Direct review requests have a timer on them, so I've turned them off. You can also try posting a request in "Please Review" [E] by Writing.Com Support |
| You promised! You promised you'll stand by me through thick and thin! You promised to be there for me! You promised i can count on you! Friends or not you promised you'll stick around! You promised the dam world! Where Are you now? What happened to those promises?! You would always show up no matter how late. You would always assure me everything is ok "Everything is gonna alright..." those were your dam words! Where are you now? Where?????????? Can't you feel it.. I am falling apart Can't you tell .. No amount of vodka or whiskey can bandaid this pain! You promised! You promised you'll never abandon me! Where are you now?? You were not my lover You were not my friend BUT You gave me something to remember! You gave me Hope on your empty ..........promises! |
| hi beautiful people... please please read and review this paragraph. Thank you so much... "Like a broken dam, images after images flooded my mind to the brink. It was too much for me to handle and I could not let her see the effect of those memories had on me. The trembles, the sweating, and the dizziness gushed in all at once. Trying to control it all was like ripping in my veins tearing me in pain but I just could not let it surface. I was too tired too uncomfortable to talk more. If only she could just hug and tell me "everything is ok!" at that moment, maybe I would feel a little settled but of course she was no mind reader and I didnt expect her to read my mind. I used whatever strength that was left in me to control it, to force a smile and pretended like I was the strong woman everyone thought that I was. Strong?! Strong?! Strong is the only thing i am left to be for a very long time, but how much stronger can i be? At that very moment, while i was still conscious I needed to quickly escape from that room before i completely fall to my knees. Oh boy! I so much wanted to scream fighting the hell inside of me. It was chaotic! "Guess... that's it for today. Thank you. " ... that was the best lame excuse i could think of, functioning on distorted mode. Is that even an excuse? Whatever it was, I've said it followed by a smile, tried not to look at her face and scrammed out the door. Rude, yes i was but i just had to. As soon as i walked passed the reception and out of the office, the feeling of relief swept over me. I took a deep breath and exhaled so loud that the lady who walked pass me wearing a pink flamingo hat turned and gave me a silly disapproving look. Like i care! I think I would if it was the flamingo. Found a very nice looking coffee joint to stop for a breather to collect myself from the cracked dam! Memories, ... like an illusion it plagued my mind. Scraping the plague would only hurt but how else could i unclip my mended wings to fly again. Fear had manipulated my conscience for a very long time that sometimes, some things just don't feel and seem real anymore. While i was deep in my thoughts, entertaining myself with the flooding memories, my cell phone buzzed, then rang. I was reluctant to answer the call at first but i needed a distraction to stop the negative thoughts from wriggling in through my mind. I took the phone and answered without looking who the caller was. "Hi Sandy how are you?" ...... |
| ... Ok my hats are off to most of the incredibly mind blowing writings here! .... And that makes me wanna look for a mentor... hmmmm .. yes a writing mentor.... Anyone available to mentor this very interested student ... |
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| ok here's the full para .. please share your opinions.. thank you so much! "I shouldn’t have allow her to induce me and force open that very door before cracking down all other cemented walls. I know the risk but I had no choice. The emotions deep within were pounding hard every single day, tearing the body apart slowly, piece by piece. That very door had to open, to release the frozen remnant of sweet bleeding memories kept in a sealed jar buried deep inside. Memories that were still alive. |
| Hi beautiful writers ...Just need a quick --does this sentence make sense --> " That very door had to open, to release the frozen remnant of sweet bleeding memories kept in a sealed jar buried deep inside. Memories that are still alive. " |
| "That very door had to open to release the frozen remnant of sweet bleeding memories kept in a sealed jar buried deep inside. Memories that were still alive." I only took the comma after 'open' away and made the memories plural in the second sentence. I'm not sure about 'sweet bleeding'. I wonder if there needs to be a comma between them. I also wonder if the memories would be better off either being sweet or bleeding. There is also the option to use three sentences. "That very door had to open. It had to release the frozen remnant of sweet bleeding memories kept in a sealed jar buried deep inside. Memories that were still alive." |