http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/ Latest Writings http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/953/single-white-light/ The eldest of the four Overton children, nine-year-old Anna, a pale thing with straight black hair and constant pink barrette, had begun to feel uneas... This past week Anna noticed her mother setting daily plates of breakfast for her father; then all day long at school she wondered what would happen to these plates of food. Were they thrown away? Did her mother finish them? On returning home each afternoon, there was never anything telling in the garbage cans outside; neither did the kitchen bin give anything away; the plates were always cleaned and put back in the cabinets.
And then a few nights ago, while she lie awake in her bed, Anna heard her mother open the back door and greet her father home from work just as she had always done before. And while the nightly sound of her father's heavy foot steps through the back vestibule had been one for which Anna had routinely stayed awake before turning over and falling asleep, comforted and assured, now her mother's gladdened voice speaking into what Anna could only imagine was empty darkness, filled her with pins. Even Anna's younger sisters, Mary who was six and Jill who was five, had started crawling into bed with Anna and crying themselves to sleep, confused between missing their father and fearing that his ghost was wandering the house. Sometimes Anna looked across the room at little Bernard, there asleep on his cot, seeking a solace she often felt in envying him: he was just a toddler and toddlers didn't know anything about anything.]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/953/single-white-light/ Fri, 13 Jun 2025 19:18:45 +0000 willoughy joy http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/950/my-fireplace/ There was an old woman who lived in a shoe. She had so many children her uterus fell out. Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet eating her curds and ... http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/950/my-fireplace/ Mon, 04 Feb 2019 05:16:54 +0000 Willoughby Joy http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/945/reason-of-mine/ Yet a reason exists for us all.
If you think that the reason's to die, as is done,
Then you're wrong, it's t...]]> Yet a reason exists for us all.
If you think that the reason's to die, as is done,
Then you're wrong, it's to have us a ball.

Our problems are many, our solutions are few.
The people have plenty, yet little to do.
Fun is our object, love is our style,
Death is our problem, life is our trial.]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/945/reason-of-mine/ Wed, 04 Mar 2015 20:52:56 +0000 Lena Dayton http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/944/silence-is-pure/ "Are you watching that sappy movie, again?” Griffin said with overt disdain in his voice.
“Yes....]]> "Are you watching that sappy movie, again?” Griffin said with overt disdain in his voice.
“Yes. What of it?”
“I swear Laken, you've seen it a thousand times.”
“Fifty four actually. Don’t roll your eyes at me! You know how I feel about Billy Crystal. ” I began to laugh and snort, "You remember the Roy Rogers wagon wheel coffee table?”
“Yeah, yeah I know.” His voice changed into a girly screech, “'When Harry Met Sally is a classic.’ Whatever, Pudge.”
Wanting him to get out of my line of sight, I sniffed loudly, “Dude, seriously, you smell.”
"What? I showered before I left the locker room.” Griffin said as he started to sniff his arm pit. Trying to clear his nose, he muttered, “Ok, yeah I get it. By the way, did Lexi call? She’s so hot.”
“She’s a senior and completely out of your league, little brother. I suggest you move on.”
“Are you kidding?” he bellowed while stopping on the stairs, “No one is out of my league. I’m the Griff; everybody wants me. And you’re less than a minute older.”
I made a gagging face. I honestly didn't see where he got his confidence. Sure, he’s blonde haired, blue eyed, 6’2” broad shouldered and pure muscle. Not to mention, a beast on the football field, but I’m at a loss. How did our parents produce offspring that are so completely opposite? We don’t even believe we’re fraternal twins, much less anyone else.
Me, myself, I’m barely five foot even and have the unfortunate gene to carry all my weight in my hips. I have red hair, not bright red but the kind of red that’s mostly blonde except when it’s wet. Yet, I was blessed with the most vibrant green eyes you have ever seen this side of Ireland. Unfortunately my glasses obstruct anyone from seeing them, not that anyone was ever looking. I am known as the quintessential “nerd”. I’m never without a book and I can remember almost everything I have ever read or even heard. I have only one friend; who is in love with my ridicules brother to my dismay. So, I rarely let her come over any more. No one needs to hear her sigh every time he walks in the room or blush if he looks in her direction.
Griffin, on the other hand, is friends with everyone. He has always had a way of charming people just by smiling and speaking to them as if they’re his favorite person in the world. Can you believe he has missed every test ever given in an entire semester and still had a B average? Like I said, he’s smarmy, I mean charming. I know it’s mostly the football thing. Football is a religion around here. Sadly, if we lose one game the entire town wears black like they’re in mourning. But it’s been like this our entire lives. I realize I sound bitter though I’m not. I've enjoyed my anonymity and the fact that I can come home, curl up on the sofa, and read or watch one of my movies without being bothered by a phone call or people wanting to hang out.
The sound of the phone brought me back to reality. I checked the caller ID and mumbled, “Oh look, Lexi’s calling.” I decided to just let the machine get it; I had no desire to hear her giggly voice say my brother’s name. As soon as I get back into the movie, I heard the sound of an elephant coming down the stairs.
“Why didn't you answer the phone?” my brother whined with almost a hint of anger.
“Because, I had no need to speak with her. I knew you would check the machine. You’re not even dry. Anyways, I figured you would just call her back.” I gave him my “now go away” stare.
“Oh. Okay.” He turned to go then stopped. “I know I give you shit and try to hurt your feelings but, I don’t mean it, okay?”
What? Where did that come from? I was too stunned to reply. I just looked at him with what I hoped wasn't horror or mass confusion, even though I was thoroughly confused. I stammered “uh, yeah, I… I know.” He just blinked at me a few times then retreated back up to his room.
The rest of the evening was uneventful. I could hear Griffin talking on the phone until well after midnight. Practice always starts at 8AM, coach insists you be there by 7:30. He was always gone by the time I managed to get out of bed and make it downstairs for breakfast. It was just our routine. The next morning though, my entire world turned upside down and forever inside out. I still remember the phone ringing and my mom answering in her sing song voice then all I can remember is being in the backseat of the car as my dad sped down Front St. and then turned into the Mattie Williams Medical Center. The ER had been filled by the entire football team, all of the coaches, a few kids I knew from school, and most of the track team. They were in every seat, standing in every corner, and a few even waited outside. I vaguely remember the looks of pity, sadness, and confusion. But I remember the smell most of all. It was the smell of the hospital; sickeningly sterile with a hint of cleaning products and rubbing alcohol.
Coach Stone said he didn't seem to be tackled harder than normal, but when they all hit the ground there was a loud crunching sound.
I was blocking my nose as I crept up next to him. He looked so small in that bed.
“Griff,” I whispered.
His bloodshot eyes flickered open, “Do I smell that bad Pudge?”
Grinning, “not too bad.” I said.
He shot his dimpled pretty boy grin at me, “good, any idea what’s going on?”
I shook my head, “the doc’s still talking to mom and dad.”
He winced and made a small groaning sound then I heard the sound that pierces my silence. My larger than life little brother coughed then took his last breath. The sounds of his machines and the roar of the blood rushing into my ears still haunts me. At the funeral I couldn't be alone. If even for a moment there wasn't someone or something making noise or drawing my attention, I would start to panic. For months, I
would wake up thinking I heard Griff laughing or worse coughing.
“It’s hard to believe I’m standing here today as valedictorian sharing this very intimate memory with you. The last two years have changed me in so many ways and yet I’m still the same. I’m still the girl who is never without a book and enjoys watching the same sappy movies a thousand times. But I’m also the girl who has many friends and lights up when the phone rings. I know Griff would tell me “Pudge, you've got to give it up, this shadow that haunts you. Let your sun shine.” My classmates giggle because that was so Griff. It makes me smile too. “I have to quit fearing the silence; silence is pure. So today I’m giving up the noise. I’m giving up the ghost and I’m giving up the shadow. Today I let my sun shine.”]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/944/silence-is-pure/ Wed, 04 Mar 2015 05:15:07 +0000 Lena Dayton http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/942/errand-at-the-pink-mustache/ Yeah right—like any of my friends would be caught dead at this end of town anyway. You see, sweet lady, I assured myself, there are all kinds of reasons to relax about this. You’re all grown up—no more bullshit. You can do whatever you want. Mrs. Paralegal. Mrs. Partner of the Firm. Go burn your bra! Besides, who cares about what other people think anyway?! You just experiment all you want. You go, girl! You go! Meanwhile keep your friggin' head down;—the place was just ahead, the plan being to get the hell in there and get the hell out. Only, I wanted to be casual about it, too, rather than seem like some virginal idiot who’d never been in a shop like that before, even though I had never been in a shop like that before. But I was on a mission. And what was the mantra? Take it easy—but take it.
Cigarette afterwards.
The facade impressed as nothing more than any small boutique, with its narrow bay window and even, indeed, one large pink mustache artfully painted across the glass. If I weren’t looking for the place I might never even have noticed it. Inside the showcase was a scant collection of paperbacks, each novel elevated upon a single wire fixture as though relevant or important; but pulp fiction mostly, the covers faded, the spines all cracked. It was obvious they'd been put there to wilt forever. Decoys. I get it. Not really for sale. Discreet, though. And this made me feel better. Although in a few seconds when I pushed into the place-—easily, cautiously—a large clanging bell overhead announced my arrival. I winced, thinking, Oh, great—everybody look over here now! Jane Downing is in the house (as it turns out just as kinky as the rest of you losers), look at the pleasure-seeking slut! Then coming to my senses I realized I could always pretend I was after a bottle of wine for my husband’s birthday—“Oh, this isn’t the liquor store?” No, that was two doors down. You know, this marriage thing could make for great excuses.
Now immediately I saw the quintessential fat slob behind the counter who, as he erased a word from a crossword puzzle, didn’t even bother to look up at me. I supposed he was gay given the shop moniker, or rather hoped he was gay; then hoped instead that he were a woman—straight woman, let’s be clear; reason being that I wanted nobody checking me out while I shopped, thinking me sexually accessible. I mean, all this naughtiness was already awkward for me, not to mention that my self-consciousness kept insisting I was some kind of whore just for stepping into the place.
Albeit the sexy librarian type, I immediately righted—if I do say so myself. And I smiled, suddenly glad for the ol’ girl witticism (thanks, Jane, indeed, for showing up).
Ah, well. At least the place seemed safe enough, I decided, and as long as it remained empty enough, which was more important, I may as well enjoy the odd novelty of it all, if only for the surprising daring in my own nature. I took a deep breath and ventured into the smell of rubber and plastic; the occasional strobe and neon ambience. In fact, quite casually I sallied along the racks of hanging, clear-plastic packages in which were plainly visible a multi-variety of the same fleshy and purposeful implement, each boasting a specialized adequacy. They were all sizes, too—and many which I admit were quite realistic, both in color and detail, if not sometimes downright intimidating; with names like Plummer Johnson and Big Hank the Yank (each branded, it seemed to me, as though a disembodied, but independent and living entity; lined up at attention now as any mischievous orphan eager to be chosen to a new home).
I stopped for a minute and fished in my left breast pocket for the crumpled paper I’d put there earlier, on which was written a very specific “Rocket 2000"—the very object of my mission. So far, though, I’d seen nothing with that name. I did cross a section of smaller models, though, which included one finger-sized gizmo at whose name I had to stifle a laugh: Moby Dink. And then plainer, very basic one next to it simply called “Dick” (now how could you get a trademark on that!). At last passing by a nook in the wall, a subsection with a placard that read “House of Girth”, I was accosted—practically tapped on the shoulder—by a ridiculously large.....grotesquery, really, that looked more like an appendage than any member I could believe possible of the human species; one that had been given the dubious distinction of Rama-Lama-Ding-Dong. But still no Rocket 2000 in sight.
In fact I never found the Rocket 2000 but instead an apparatus of similar description, and even somewhat, I admit, to my own liking; one that at least promised a trip to the moon. I asked the fat slob, “Does this one vibrate?” He said, No, that part would be up to you; and after I let that pass I assured him it was just a birthday present for a friend of mine; to which he returned an accusatory nod and a smile. After paying for the package and receiving the item in its plain brown wrapper, as I was on my way out the door, he called after me. “Tell your girlfriend I said happy birthday.” —intending another smarting little dart, I know, but this was a notion that had never occurred to me. I left without a backward glance and quite satisfied the joke was on him. The fat fuck wasn’t nearly sophisticated enough to guess the gift had been requested by, and intended for, my husband. I hugged the damn thing closer to me in its crinkling brown bag, and picked up my step—nervous about tonight, I confess, but giddily so. Life is fun, isn’t it?]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/942/errand-at-the-pink-mustache/ Sun, 22 Feb 2015 01:11:30 +0000 Willoughby Joy http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/941/the-rewards-of-having-a-college-education/ February 3rd, 2015

There are probably many different answers to which, " What is a good College Education?". My idea of a good college ...]]> February 3rd, 2015

There are probably many different answers to which, " What is a good College Education?". My idea of a good college education is where you are able to be provided with helpful and needed knowledge, to move on to steps to your dream job. So, that when you spend those thousands and thousands of dollars, you will have spent every last penny for a brighter future. For example, you spend many years even after graduating different levels of school, to just go back to school. But once you finish all your years of training and learning you will be able to achieve your life long education goals, to get you that job you always imagined of.]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/941/the-rewards-of-having-a-college-education/ Thu, 05 Feb 2015 16:41:05 +0000 Robert http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/940/the-value-of-a-college-education/ Eng 0900
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The Value of a College Education
College education, one of the highest forms a education with an
end result of you setting you life's journey. A proper
education is an education where you are settled into focusing
yourself in what you want to do after you cross the stage with
a degree in hand. The fundamentals thought in school is taught
in a deeper and complex manner in which you as a student must
comprehend to. Its not the fact that your professors want you
to constantly stay up late figuring out what to do, rather, it
is for your better judgement in immersing yourself with all
the knowledge you can gain and applying it to the real world. Whatever culture you were accustomed to changes, either you came from a private school or public school, once entering campus you feel a whole new environment crashing down on you. The cost of a proper education shouldn't matter. As a student getting the right knowledge shouldn't have a cost, the only thing you should be worried about is how you use the knowledge you learn and apply it to everyday life. The point of staying up late at night with your face glued to a book is to get what you truly desire. When you ask yourself "What is a good college education?," think of what a good student would do with an education. A good college education comes with what you make the most out of it.]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/940/the-value-of-a-college-education/ Wed, 04 Feb 2015 05:00:38 +0000 Antonio Quiteles Jr. http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/939/opinion/
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I personally know a good amount of people that don’t have a college degree and make 6 even 7-figure incomes. My personal opinion is as followed: no you don’t have to have a college degree in order to be successful. Personally I think people that think this are covering up what’s really bothering them. There are so many people that struggle through life waiting for that boom time to put them back in the driver seat to what they call life. For the past three years I have struggled and struggles hard with this very thing.


It wasn’t until 9 months ago I found something that dramatically changed my life. Prior to that I struggled with self-confidence, anxiety issues, drive, ambition, heck life in general. I met a man by the name of Steve Bowman, which to this day is still a great mentor and even better friend. He showed me a business opportunity that I totally loved. For the past 9 months I’ve worked this opportunity. From that I’ve learned this; everybody has there own path in life there own destiny however not everyone chases it. My experience has shown that people go through life letting other people influence them. That makes no sense because if you let that happen you would have created a life based on what others want.

My point is this life is what you make of it. College is a fantastic opportunity no doubt. Although upon competition the fact is you pay 40,000 in some cases over 100,000 dollars for a piece of paper. Granted you finish college that is when you’ll realize what you’re made of. You’ll think back of how hard it was, how much you’ve struggled, how people said you wont make it. Once you graduate you’ll then think I can do anything. You’ll then realize ok I got this if I can do 2 years of heart ache I can do anything I set my mind to.

In closing I want to say this. All you have to do is believe in yourself set a goal and go to war with it, trust the process. Success isn’t a dollar amount it’s a mindset. Just focus on the end result which is reaching your goal because there’s no better feeling. After that all those little things that your parents not supporting all the haters whatever your problem is will be solved once you reach your goal. Nothing is easier to prove then hard facts. Just believe in yourself do what your passionate about and I promise the money will come. Now are you going to be one to chase your dreams or someone who lets there dreams fade into non-existence. This decision is the difference between being successful or not. At the end of the day just know that the choice is yours and no one else’s. Now I ask, what kind of person are you?]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/939/opinion/ Tue, 03 Feb 2015 18:11:58 +0000 ronald http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/938/what-good-is-college-education/ The point of spending thousands and thousands of dollars and years of your life in school is to make sure you have all the necessary knowledge you nee... The point of spending thousands and thousands of dollars and years of your life in school is to make sure you have all the necessary knowledge you need to be successful in your eyes. No, you do not need school in order to be successful but if all else fails then you would have to have at least a high school diploma. You do not need a college degree, a college degree means nothing, but not having a college degree means everything. I personally think college should be free because once people get their degree most of us will be in debt, and our degree might not give us the job we need to pay off the debt. Without some type of education you wont get far in the world. http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/938/what-good-is-college-education/ Tue, 03 Feb 2015 17:56:37 +0000 David Parrish http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/937/the-rewards-of-having-a-college-education/ February 3rd, 2015

There are probably many different answers to which, " What is a good College Education?". My idea of a good college ...]]> February 3rd, 2015

There are probably many different answers to which, " What is a good College Education?". My idea of a good college education is where you are able to be provided with helpful knowledge and needed knowledge, to move on to the steps to your dream job. So, that when you spend those thousands and thousands of dollars, you will have spent every last penny for a brighter future. For example, you spend many years even after graduating different levels of school, to just go back to school. But once you finish all your years of training and learning you will be able to achieve you life long education goals, to get you that job.]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/937/the-rewards-of-having-a-college-education/ Tue, 03 Feb 2015 17:56:30 +0000 Robert http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/934/the-importance-of-a-college-degree/ The earning of a college degree is a very important accomplishment. It means that you wanted something and you did what you had to in order to earn it...
Enrique Osborne]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/934/the-importance-of-a-college-degree/ Tue, 03 Feb 2015 17:56:08 +0000 enrique osborne http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/933/what-good-is-a-college-education/ 2-3-2015



A great college education is worth every second spent doing homework and in the classroom. I feel strongly about having a go...]]> 2-3-2015



A great college education is worth every second spent doing homework and in the classroom. I feel strongly about having a good college education because it allows you to further your education obtaining a degree of your desired choice. Once a person receives there degree it allows them to become a more successful individual in life, being able to provide for there selves and there families. the point of spending all them money and years in school is very hard maybe at the time that you are going to school but will pay off in the long run because you have a very successful education and your degree in your names proves that. If you stay fully focused you can achieve all the goals you have set for yourself in your life since you have fulfilled your academic education. But, once you get your degree you will have a set career, and a stable job. The only problem that I see this day in age, is the amount of money that people have to pay back monthly for there student loans an I know that can be financially hard when you are in the workforce and providing for your family.]]> http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/933/what-good-is-a-college-education/ Tue, 03 Feb 2015 17:53:57 +0000 Sabrina Fong http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/932/understanding-college-education/ http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/932/understanding-college-education/ Thu, 05 Feb 2015 16:41:37 +0000 claudia http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/931/the-value-of-furthering-you-education/ The good thing about getting a college education is that it helps you further your education about something that your career/job will be on. Other th... The good thing about getting a college education is that it helps you further your education about something that your career/job will be on. Other than college you only get your GED and the basic foundation of your math,science,reading and history. With that kind of education you can only get certain jobs and the majority of those jobs you wont get paid much unless you stay there for a long period of time and get promoted. Also most high paying jobs either want you to have a certificate which still is taking a class, or a college degree. The higher the degree the higher position you will get at a job. College education helps you expand your knowledge and also its a good look on yourself to others in the long run. The point of spending thousands of dollars on school is only benefiting yourself because it can lead you to getting a good job in your future. College is not the only way you can get good jobs though, you can also go to programs within the job and get a certificate under the job description. with those types of educations you can still get a good job and get paid a good amount. http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/931/the-value-of-furthering-you-education/ Tue, 03 Feb 2015 17:53:16 +0000 kayla roberson http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/930/the-value-of-furthering-you-education/ The good thing about getting a college education is that it helps you further your education about something that your career/job will be on. Other th... The good thing about getting a college education is that it helps you further your education about something that your career/job will be on. Other than college you only get your GED and the basic foundation of your math,science,reading and history. With that kind of education you can only get certain jobs and the majority of those jobs you wont get paid much unless you stay there for a long period of time and get promoted. Also most high paying jobs either want you to have a certificate which still is taking a class, or a college degree. The higher the degree the higher position you will get at a job. College education helps you expand your knowledge and also its a good look on yourself to others in the long run. The point of spending thousands of dollars on school is only benefiting yourself because it can lead you to getting a good job in your future. College is not the only way you can get good jobs though, you can also go to programs within the job and get a certificate under the job description. with those types of educations you can still get a good job and get paid a good amount. http://www.writerq.com/mobile/library/930/the-value-of-furthering-you-education/ Tue, 03 Feb 2015 17:53:14 +0000 kayla roberson