A Place In The Sun (Intro) by YoLana Crocket

Harlow Cove may as well have been a ghost town. The insufferable heat drove it's weary residents in from their fields and duties, in search of relief that would never come. Hot air breezed through open windows, sweat dripped and stuck like salty sap on the arms of housewives and mothers trying their best to…

“Enough” by Cortney Joseph

Tears from a weary heart Fall like rain with each name spoken For the precious lives stolen day after day Without consequence or justice. Will enough ever truly be enough Will there ever be a day we wake to The news of no more bloodshed, And no more pain inflicted on us?

“Doin’ Wrong” by Cortney Joseph

In secrecy we meet, dangerously aware of the troubles we greet. Carelessly giving in to temptation week after week.   To others we belong, but the feelings shared between us are far too strong. We can't let go, no matter that we both know this life we lead is wrong.

“It’s Been” by Cortney Joseph

I find it hard to put into words the changes I've felt come over me.   It's been scary, but amazing. It's been stressful, but empowering.   It's been bubbling within my mind and soul, pushing a stronger and wiser woman to the top.   It's been calming. It's been peaceful.   It's been God.

Finding Faith (A Novella) – Part 2

PREVIOUSLY : Finding Faith (A Novella) – Intro PREVIOUSLY : Finding Faith (A Novella) – Part 1 _______   Part 2 : No Fight Left/Letting Go _______   There seemed to be a breakthrough. The sun seemed to shine a bit more with Lena in Faith's corner. She'd found her desire to get up and…

Finding Faith (A Novella) – Part 1

PREVIOUSLY : Finding Faith (A Novella) – Intro _______   Part 1 : What Do The Lonely Do?   _______   Weeks had passed since Faith locked herself away with nothing more than embittered feelings and a broken heart. Dark thoughts running rampant as she made a futile attempt to remove herself from a world that…

Finding Faith (A Novella) – Intro

Intro : No 'Good' In Goodbye   _______   The cloud on which she rested comfortably dissipated without warning. Like the world crumbling at her feet, Faith Porter felt herself falling face first. Time stopped, freezing on a moment she'd never forget no matter how hard she tried. Her chest rose and fell, words only…

Work In Progress, #1 (An Update)

So, I've finally reminded myself that I've been doing a little too much playing around. And by 'playing around', I mean not putting my talent to use. Doubting myself entirely too much. And just being plain old LAZY. I've been telling myself that I have to stop using these sad and depressed moods of mine…