Stories tagged “meta”

  • Self Esteem

    If I had a pencil to chew nervously, I would. It’s stupid, to be terrified of the faceless peer pressure out there. Nameless, too – no one uses their real name on the internet. Intarwebs. Whatever. And yet, here I am, editing, re-editing, d...

    • Author: B. Booth
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Prophecy

    Following the thread of the eight-legged hunter Many shall descend upon the place of fig leaves Each with their instrument leaving a thousand marks So that another may complete the work.

    • Author: Zerrakhi
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
  • Must it have a title?

    What is going on here? You are reading something that may be a story. Something that must have been written. Mustn’t it? Who are we in this dance? Reader, Writer, Partners? Does the writer not read? Does the reader not create? Where does the sto...

    • Author: KevSaund
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
  • Meta Poem

    This stanza is a grouping That’s made up of four lines And if you count the words here You’ll find fourteen and nine. The rhyme scheme that I’m using you may already know: with rhyming words adorning just every other row. The meter, t...

    • Author: kaellinn18
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Tradion the Brave's Trusty Aide

    God help me. Not that god exists in this setting because the writer has some sort of non-denominational generic pantheon going on… you know what I mean. I just want more lines to speak. Is that so much? Most likely I’ll fall in the mud again- the l...

    • Author: Edcrab
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Holocaust (Mature)

    Today my fingers twitch with the urge. I know when it comes, it ¡s a burning sensation from the base of my spine. I place myself in front of the computer as long as I am not distracted by several other things. I try to grasp every chance, I want to wi...

  • Prelude to the Prologue: Buyer Beware

    The year is this year, the place is this place, and the rest of the details are ambiguous. Given this monumental heap of information, you, the reader, are expected to parse out the humanity from these words-on-paper with no aides other than the meager ...