Truman S. Booth > Writing | WritersCafe.org | The Online Writing Community

At least that's how it feels.

An excerpt from the Relyk Regime, a 428 chapter book I'm going to write someday.

I almost didn't write this.

A medieval tragedy.

A boy recites to his comatose love.

Autumn, How could anyone Ever say you came to be by chance Autumn, You’re so beautiful Even dying leaves begin to dance Da..

"what she hears"

I must have pretty big pockets...

My friend wrote this one. I wrote the music, so it still counts as an original song.

The lyrics of songs I have written.