Comments Posted By Shadorma

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I pledge to write more and finish my book this year. It’s difficult and fun and fulfilling and makes me want to write even more.

» Posted By Shadorma On 10.04.2015 @ 8:17 am


The egg cracked. And cracked again revealing a small hole. A beak peaked out the small hole, then a small scaly head worked its way out.

» Posted By Shadorma On 09.23.2015 @ 10:38 am


Winter is coming soon. Not looking forward to going to work driving on the icy roads. I will be taking the bus, most likely. I hope they run on time every day. I will also need to walk along the icy sidewalks to get to my new job.

» Posted By Shadorma On 09.05.2015 @ 10:52 am


Sunny days… feel like everything goes right, you’re happy and young again without a care in the world. It was sunny as we walked through the forest, beautiful with the rays shining through the trees lighting our trail.

» Posted By Shadorma On 09.04.2015 @ 11:16 am


Disturbed I can’t find a job yet. I know I can be a cashier, but don’t seem to be able to get a job anywhere. I’m a graphic artist that used to do ads for print and web, now can’t find a job. Disturbed at why.

» Posted By shadorma On 09.01.2015 @ 12:24 pm


Honorable. Hmm…don’t think I’ve ever typed or said this word out loud. It’s a good word. Makes me think of a good person.

» Posted By shadorma On 08.29.2015 @ 2:52 pm


Bound and determined to find a damn job before I run out of money. I can’t let my family think I’m a loser.

» Posted By shadorma On 08.27.2015 @ 3:12 pm


Farther and farther down the trail until I come across a little hole in the base of a mossy covered tree trunk. I bend down and peer between the roots into the dark abyss and wonder what lives down there? Can I go down there?

» Posted By shadorma On 08.25.2015 @ 9:08 pm


I stand on top of my fortress looking down over the masses with their pitchforks and torches. They think they can burn me out of my fortress, my great stone fortress. I wave my wand and zap them all to the bowels of hell.

» Posted By shadorma On 08.18.2015 @ 6:22 pm

I sit in my fortress looking down over the masses with their pitchforks and torches. They think flame will do any damage to my stone fortress? I am a god here, this is my fortress.

» Posted By Shadorma On 08.18.2015 @ 6:17 pm


I long for the days when I could go outside and dig in the dirt, add water and make Gilligan’s Island in the mud. I longed to be on that actual island, in the tiny boat floating in my tiny pond. There was nothing else to worry about in the world, nothing at all.

» Posted By Shadorma On 08.18.2015 @ 11:02 am

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