Achievements
Then and Now
The first ever piece that I published here on Vocal is “What a Glass of Merlot Can Hold: Seeing Past the Now.” As I am writing this, I see the irony in that subtitle; perhaps deep down I knew I would be referencing it someday in the future. Reading that piece two years after writing it, I still think it’s a solid short story. However, I also noticed quite a few things I would like to edit and improve upon. I didn’t remember every detail that I chose to include so, in a way, it was like reading something new to me, yet so familiar.
By Calista Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Writers
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-Nazzaro3 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 Ali3 years ago in Writers
Little Witch, Little Witch
Do you remember reading the book “Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?” in elementary school? It was something of a staple in mine. I don’t think I could even come close to figuring out how many times that book was read to us in Primary and Grade One. Honestly, for someone who was consistently at a reading level a grade or two higher than the grade she was in, it was kind of boring. I can appreciate the rhythm of it and the artful illustrations now, as an adult, but little me got tired of it very quickly.
By Kelsey Clarey3 years ago in Writers
Big Dreams
My teacher looked down at me with a condescending smile and that nod with a slight head tilt that adults get when they are trying to placate a child. She didn’t believe what she had just said to me. But worse than that she didn’t believe what I had said. Not that she thought I had lied, but that she had no faith in the statement I had made to her.
By Traci E. Langston3 years ago in Writers
What do diamonds mean to you?
What do diamonds mean to you? Sparkles Nostalgia. I recall my journey with words and my first poem. I vividly remember the excitement I felt when I created it. It was like handing diamonds to a child, but instead of being excited about the value of the diamonds, I was thrilled by the sparkle they emitted. The poem was about a middle school crush, and I remember the effort I put into making the words rhyme. I wanted to impress my infatuation with my writing skills. Looking back, I realize that the actual value of that poem wasn't in the sparkles but in the meaning behind it. It was my gateway to falling in love with poetry and writing. Reflecting on my experience and the wisdom I have gained; I understand that the actual value of my words being on paper is in the message they convey.
By George Shannon Ferguson3 years ago in Writers
JENNIFER. Content Warning.
**Jennifer: The Ancient Tapestry of a Name** In the heart of a quaint village nestled between rolling hills and lush meadows, there lived a young woman named Jennifer. Her name carried with it a rich tapestry of ancient meanings and a spiritual significance that seemed to guide her path through life.
By Esse Naeemah Ali3 years ago in Writers
