Featured Poem 6/10 – “Be Drunk”
Be Drunk by Charles Baudelaire Translated by Louis Simpson You have to be always drunk. That’s all there is to it: it’s the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time...
Writing Gooder A Group Blog From The Young Writers Society
The 10 Books of Summer: YWS Book Club 2013
Hey, YWS! I know what you’ve been thinking. For those of us in the Northern hemisphere, Summer’s just begun showing herself, students have summer vacation around them like a scarf, and you’re probably...
Featured Club: The Support Group
Newly formed, The Support Group aims to provide a safe space for all YWSers in need of place to vent and get support. Right now, due to its newness, there isn’t much to see...
Fiction Focus- Sarcastic Characters
“Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit” said someone once, and I sincerely hope they said it sarcastically. I don’t know about you, but I’m not a hero fan. Not many people are. Our...
Challenge Corner #13 – Three Flowers
Greetings, from the sunny place that is Britain remembering what summer is! I hope you’re all well, and have lovely weather of your own, whichever season you’re in. In a suitably sunshine-inspired mood, this...
The Editing Cycle #13 A Beginner’s Guide to Plot
‘The desire of gold is not for gold. It is for the means of freedom and benefit.’ ~Ralph Waldo Emerson A Desire to Plot Last week I was talking to a friend about...
Word of the Week #16
Marjorie’s new boyfriend was sly and fissilingual. fissilingual (adj) [fi-sê-LING-gwêl] 1. Having a forked tongue (as in, speaking deceitfully)
Why Do You Read Poetry?
Why do you read poetry? It’s not often I get asked this particular question, but it was posed the other night and I had to seriously think before I could answer. The...
Featured Poem 6/3 – “Red Shoes”
Red Shoes by Honor Moore all that autumn you step from the train as if something were burning something is burning running across the green grass bare feet that day death was only...
Tahereh Mafi, Coffee Girl
One day, I asked myself, who authors really are. They are writers, yes. They produce entertaining pieces of literature, yes. They make lives, create fantasies, remix histories, yes. But I believe that there are...
