A collection of creative works by the UW-Rock County fall 2013 Intro to Creative Writing class. Featuring non-fiction, poetry and fiction.Hello, and welcome to our rock. We invite you to sit around our campfire and let your eyes experience the tells and tales of 14 modern-day bards. Thoughts from the Rock is a collection of works put together in 2013 by the fall creative writing class of the University of Wisconsin- Rock County, under the supervision of Prof. Kenneth Brosky. Whether you’ve come for a short story, a song, or a poem, you’ve come to the right place. Freely indulge all of your literary tastes with stories ranging from an unexpected first year at college, to the shock of a young girl’s first day as an angel. Feeling poetic? Thoughts from the Rock includes a number of poems that strive to sweep up the beauty and realism from every corner of your mind. And if you were worried about your eyes getting tired from never putting our book down, Thoughts from the Rock has got you covered, yet again, with 3 original songs that will bring joy to your ears. So quickly, find a comfortable chair and get to reading Thoughts from the Rock. Views: 248
You will recall that one day in a recent August, Jack Crandall, a member of the Stag Patrol of Boy Scouts, who with the Blazing Arrow and Eagle Patrols was spending the summer vacation on the shore of Gosling Lake, in Southern Maine, met with a serious accident. In climbing a tall pine to inspect a bird’s nest, he fell to the ground and broke his leg. His companions, Gerald Hume and Arthur Mitchell, belonging to the same Patrol, made a litter upon which he was carried to the clubhouse. Dr. Spellman, staying with his wife and little daughter Ruth, christened “Sunbeam” by Mike Murphy, in answer to a signal, paddled across the lake in his canoe, set the fractured limb and did all that was necessary.Jack was an athlete, in rugged health and with no bad habits. He, therefore, recovered rapidly. After spending a few days on his couch, he was carried to the front porch, where in the cool shade and reposing upon an invalid chair, especially fashioned for the occasion, he feasted his eyes upon the delightful scenery and enjoyed the pleasures of his friends although he could not take part. He insisted that they should pay no special attention to him, though there was not a boy who would not have gladly kept him company all the time. A reunion of the troop took place in the evening, when he was carried inside, listened to the reports and took part in the conversation which you may be sure was of a lively nature.Thus the days passed until the arrival of the silver mounted maple wood crutches, a gift from the other Scouts, and Jack swung carefully out on the porch and walked the length of it several times before sinking down in the waiting chair. This, of course, did not take place until the month was well by and the time for going home near. I thought it best to close my previous story with this glimpse of things, but it now becomes my duty to turn back and relate some incidents that occurred during the first days of the patient’s convalescence, since they have to do with what follows.CONTENTS“He and I Must Never Meet”A Slight MiscalculationA Strange OccurrenceCurious Sights And DoingsConcerning Certain American TreesA Patriot MartyrConcerning Certain New England BirdsA Council of WarAn Unwelcome GuestA Sudden SeparationAn Unsatisfactory InterviewGroping After the TruthThe Committee of InvestigationThe Men Who LaughedThe True Story of a Famous Sea SerpentZipWonderful WorkA Match of WitsThe Final TestSpeed the Parting GuestCall For HelpGroping In the DarkA Fortunate Meeting“The Latchstring Was Inside!”And the Last Views: 247
This short story is a prequel to the Company Wars Chronicle, and over time it will become a longer work that will tell what was never revealed in the series.When I first imagined The Company Wars Chronicle, it was to be based around the life of Alexi Davanoff; alongside him are number of other characters of which Rhea is one. Like all fictional characters: and many of us in real life, Alexi needed someone in particular who could bring out the parts of him that he kept hidden; Rhea was to Alexi the woman who took his heart and never gave it back, but there was more to Rhea than just being a lost love. Views: 247
THE ULTIMATE NORA EPHRON COLLECTION, PACKED WITH WIT, WISDOM AND COMFORT, WITH A FOREWORD FROM INDIA KNIGHT'It's got a little bit of everything, from witty essays on feminism, beauty, and ageing to profiles of empowering female figures' ELLE'The perfect introduction to the iconic writer' STYLISTINCLUDING:* Nora's much-loved essays on everything from friendship to feminism to journalism* Extracts from her bestselling novel Heartburn* Scenes from her hilarious screenplay for When Harry Met Sally* Her favourite recipes* The complete text of her play, Lucky GuyPRAISE FOR NORA EPHRON'So bold and so vulnerable at the same time. I don't know how she did it' PHOEBE WALLER-BRIDGE 'Nora's exacting, precise, didactic, tried-and-tested, sophisticated-woman-wearing-all-black wisdom is a comfort and a relief' DOLLY ALDERTON'Nora Ephron is the funniest, cleverest, wisest... Views: 247
It was a fine, hot July day on the banks of the Severn river at Tewkesbury, that quaint, old-world, and somewhat decayed town, which offers to the inspection of the visitor and the archæologist some of the most ancient and interesting buildings to be seen in any part of broad England. There was some stir on the banks of the river, for two public schools, one of them situate in the west of England, the other hailing from a Midland shire, were about to contest with one another in their annual boat race. From the Western school a considerable contingent of lads had come over; these were discussing, with the enthusiasm of schoolboys, the prospects of the races. On the banks, gathered near the winning-post, were also to be seen a number of other spectators, some from the town itself, others from the neighbouring country-side.The fateful moment at length had come; the two boats were to be seen in the distance, their oarsmen battling with one another with all the desperate energy that youth and strength and an invincible determination could put into their task. As they drew nearer it was to be seen that the Midland school was leading by nearly half a length. A quarter of a mile remained to be rowed. Loud cries from the Western school resounded along the banks. Hope struggled against hope in every youthful breast; yet it seemed that if the oarsmen of the Western school were to make that final effort for which they were famous, it was now almost too late. But, no! the Western stroke is seen to be calling upon his crew; their flashing blades dip quicker, and yet quicker; they are well together, all apparently animated by the vigour and the reserve of force displayed by their leader. Foot by foot they diminish the lead of their adversaries, who are striving desperately, yet ineffectually, to retain their advantage. A hundred yards from the winning-post the Western lads are level; and as the post is passed they have defeated their adversaries, after one of the finest races ever rowed between the two schools, by a quarter of a length.Amid the exultant and tremendous cheering that now greets the triumph of the Western school, both crews paddle to the boat-house and disembark. The boats are got out and housed, and all but the Western captain and stroke, Guy Hardcastle, are inside the boathouse, bathing and changing their clothes. Guy Hardcastle, a strong, well-set-up lad of seventeen, lingers on the platform in conversation with his house-master, Mr. Brimley-Fair, who has come down to congratulate him on his victory. He is a good-looking lad, fresh complexioned, with fair brown hair, a firm mouth, and a pair of steady, blue-gray eyes, which look the world frankly in the face, with an aspect of candour, friendliness, and self-reliance that most people find very attractive.CONTENTS1. School Days2. Bamborough Farm3. Up-country Life4. The Gold Spoor5. The Trek Begins6. The Shadowers and the Shadowed7. Adventures in the Veldt8. The Elephant Country9. In the Thirst-land10. Tom\'s Story.--The Baboon Boy11. The Berg Damaras12. The Lion Camp13. Guy is Missing14. Poeskop to the Rescue15. The Kloof16. Gathering Gold17. The Shadowers\' Attack18. The Last of Karl Engelbrecht19. Homeward Bound Views: 247
This book, re-edited and illustrated by e-kitap projesi and published again in ebook format. In this book, telling that Cooterell’s adventures, and so was a treasure adventure, Naturally then Ben felt that this puzzle of Peter Cotterell’s treasure was right in his line, and the finding of the half-sheet of parchment whetted his appetite to discover more. He walked about the room, whittling shavings right and left, he sat down and kept on whittling, he stood up again, and since by now the willow-stick had been whittled down to almost nothing, he threw what was left in the fireplace. That done, he went to a bookcase and took down from the shelf on top the old notebook that Tuckerman had found in his uncle’s bedroom. He thumbed the pages until he came to the place where Tuckerman had inserted a slip of paper. Ben read the words at the top of the page out loud. “Find the mahogany-hued man with the long, skinny legs and look in his breast pocket. That’s a saying my father handed down. What can it mean?” Ben looked at the desk. “Well, we’ve done that, anyhow.” He shook his head in deep thought. “I don’t understand why that piece of parchment wasn’t discovered before. They might not have taken the desk to be the mahogany man; but surely Crusty Christopher or his father would have known of those three little drawers. However, they might have found that writing and left it there. That’s possible, of course. Probably it didn’t tell them any more than it’s told us so far.” Views: 247
It was getting dark, though the Town Hall clock had only just struck four. But a fog had hung all over Liverpool since morning, and everything was as damp and dismal as it well could be; and now, as evening came on, the fog had settled into a downright drizzle, converting the streets into what seemed to Nelly Bates (who was crouched in the shadow of St. George\'s Church) to be endless puddles. Views: 247
Roy J. Snell (1878-1959) authored at least 85 Young Adult novels under his own name and as by David O\'Hara, James Craig, and Joseph Marino, most of them specifically directed to boys, though he wrote at least one series of mysteries for girls. His tales for younger children, beginning with Little White Fox and his Arctic Friends (1916), are animal Fantasies. Views: 247
Fracture tells the poignant tale of young author, Leigh Hale, who soars to fame and fortune when her manuscript, a fictional recounting of her teenage love affair with a woman nearly twice her age, is published and made into a film. After having overcome a very emotionally trying childhood and young adulthood, Leigh finally managed to escape the harsh words of an emotionally abusive father, the estrangement of a family that refused to accept her lifestyle, and the horribly oppressive nature of the small, Midwest town she had always called home. Not to mention the memories of a brief, yet powerful love affair with a woman almost twice her age who not only became Leigh’s first and truest love, but who also became the source of her deepest heartbreak, and ultimately, changed her life. Twelve years after her tragic parting with Beth Layton, the older woman who had managed to steal Leigh’s heart as a teen, Leigh is living the high life over a thousand miles from her hometown in one of the largest cities in the U.S. Making a six-figure salary working for a publishing company, having just received a major publishing contract for her manuscript Fracture, having earned a reputation as one of the hottest lesbian commodities in the city, and with the love and respect of Jared Patel, the most incredible friend she could have ever hoped for, Leigh couldn’t ask for a happier, healthier, more successful life.That is, until the mass publication of and media attention surrounding her semi-autobiographical novel, Fracture, swiftly forces open the dusty doors to her complex past, and her long lost, but far from forgotten love, Beth, shows up in the city that Leigh now calls home, looking to rekindle a twelve-year-old flame. Will Leigh be consumed by the desires of her heart or by the fear of the heartbreak that dances in her memories? Views: 247
Fantasy clashes with reality as a woman's passions are torn between two impossible options. From USA Today bestselling romance author Sara Orwig."Sara Orwig really shows her stuff in the marvelous OREGON BROWN...This book is destined to become a real classic." —Romantic Times"[A] deftly humorous touch...with a unique first encounter." —Chicago Sun-TimesCharity Jane Webster spends her evenings listening to the sexy voice of DJ Rory Runyon flowing across the airwaves. Filling her nights with love songs and whispered endearments, he's the perfect fantasy lover—unlike her distractingly handsome neighbor. Oregon Brown drives Charity crazy, somehow knowing all of her deepest secrets while being impossibly seductive. Charity will have to choose between the voice that haunts her dreams, and the man who can hold her in his arms."This...proves that the great romances can stand the test of time. Sara Orwig is at her best with the poignant, witty, and charming... Views: 247
Lyle Davenport golfs for memories instead of birdies. The old course's clubhouse has vanished. His arms and back turn too stiff for a graceful swing, and Lyle realizes more tee drives arc behind him than fly in front of him. Still, Lyle keeps to his weekly rounds. He shares tee-times with ghosts, and Lyle would never traverse the narrow fairways of his memory from the comfort of a cart.Lyle Davenport's golf game has not changed for years. He shares his tee-time each Tuesday and Thursday morning with Ken Sutton, and the numbers penciled upon their scorecards never delineate from one round to another. Birdie always fall on the same puts as before. Water hazards and rough claim their sacrifices on the same swings as ever. But though Lyle's rounds hold a terrible measure of sorrow and pain, those rounds hold ever more exhilaration and joy. For in all his years flaying at a small, white ball, Lyle has never witnessed a swing as graceful as Ken Sutton's. And the memory is enough to keep Lyle coming back to those manicured and cruel fairways of grass. Views: 247
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The Trail-Hunter: A Tale of the Far West Views: 247
