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Finding My Voice
"A Night Under the Stars: The start of something beautiful" was my first piece published on Vocal. When I decided to take a risk and enter a story in the Date Night challenge a couple years ago, I began the journey to discovering who I am as a writer and what I can create when given a prompt. At that point, this process was entirely new to me. I have always been a writer, but this was different. At that point, I was just developing a style of my own.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro2 years ago in Writers
It started in Junior High
TW: Depression, death, fire. I remember it started when I was in Junior High; let's say around 13 years old. I was going through The Change. My feelings were bigger, my thoughts were deeper (or so I thought), and my perception of the world was, well, bleak. These were the precursor days of the teenage goth phase, and 14 years later I still say it is NOT a phase!
By Rae Janney2 years ago in Writers
Dr. Strangelove
The first story I ever wrote was a story about a boy named Jason Parker. It was a handwritten work of fiction unlike anything I had done previously. Normally, my overly active twelve or so year old mind would've probably done something else. We were between video game consoles at the time, so I didn't have hours to kill upping my K/D ratio. This was before the dawn of kill streaks and attack dogs, and prior to the age of supply drops.
By ChristopherWrites2 years ago in Writers
Torn Pages
The words of my first story are forever lost in a landfill somewhere on Long Island. Maybe they still exist, if they haven't already been burned to ashes layered into the quickly forgotten history of mundane life. The pages disintegrated, piled on top of each other, just discarded trivial pieces of everyday life from more than twenty years ago.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Writers
"Enchanted Aeries: The Winged Unicorns of Wonder". Content Warning.
**Enchanted Aeries: The Winged Unicorns of Wonder** Once upon a time, in a realm beyond the clouds, there existed a land of pure enchantment called "Enchanted Aeries." It was a place where dreams took flight and imagination knew no bounds. Here, amidst the soft pastel skies and twinkling stars, lived the Winged Unicorns of Wonder – ethereal beings with wings as delicate as gossamer and horns that shimmered like stardust.
By Esse Naeemah Ali2 years ago in Writers
A Trip Down Memory Lane
The first piece I remember writing, never actually got published or shown to anyone. Tragically, it was lost to the unforgiving mistress of ancient technology (and we’re talking ancient in the early 2000’s). A crashed hard-drive took away my greatest accomplishment at the ripe old age of twelve. What I remember about the story is minimal (I think it was a mystery/horror story. I seem to remember a ghost being a main character), but the thing I remember most is the pure dedication I had to putting words into the word document. I spent ages sitting in front of that dinosaur computer monitor, typing away on the dusty mechanical keyboard (the clack clack clack of an old 90s keyboard will always be peak nostalgia for me) and putting together what I thought was going to be the next bestseller.
By Ellie Beauchamp2 years ago in Writers
My Pedantic Dragon. Runner-Up in Writers Challenge.
“I believe the road to hell is paved with adverbs, and I will shout it from the rooftops.” Stephen King, On Writing It is both exciting and daunting to experiment with writing fiction when one has spent many years teaching other humans to analyze and interpret it. There is a gulf between the gourmand and the chef, the critic and the playwright, the connoisseur and the musician. I tripped on the way across said gulf.
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Writers
I don't know what to write.
I got the story idea while attending one of the Toastmasters club meetings. A speaker named Edgar spoke on a topic: "I don't have anything to speak on." In this speech, Edgar talked about procrastination. The central theme was how he procrastinated speech preparation until the last moment.
By tarun bhatt2 years ago in Writers





