Tag: writing
member name: Bethann K.
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December 27, 2007 09:08 PM EST --
DARKNESS DESCENDING
By: Bethann Korsmit
CHAPTER 1
Quiet contentment mixed with the faint smell of a Cuban cigar filled the intricately decorated, majestic master bedroom and made . . .
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March 29, 2008 12:07 PM EDT --
My book, Darkness Descending , was selected as the best gay fiction book of 2007 by Reader Views Annual Literary Awards. This was the first contest that I entered, so I'm . . .
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December 27, 2007 12:58 PM EST --
She walked, hand in hand with her boyfriend, down the path that split the cemetary into sections. Thousands of pristine white crosses and Stars of David stretched out across the acres. . . .
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December 25, 2007 05:32 PM EST --
Being in love means making sacrifices - sometimes big and sometimes small.
This Christmas I made both big and small sacrifices. The small sacrifice is that I forgone Christmas dinner . . .
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January 19, 2008 01:25 PM EST --
Darkness Descending by Bethann Korsmit
To the outside world, Robert Petrovic had it all: money, power, a successful business and most importantly people with whom to share it?namely his mother . . .
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January 23, 2008 07:03 PM EST --
I knew from the moment
you walked into my life.
It was going to last forever
I'd lovingly be your wife.
Shoulder to shoulder & hand in hand
We'd . . .
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January 24, 2008 05:51 PM EST --
Many years ago you had a choice.
You chose wisely and gave our love a voice.
I was the first to know.
You said how you loved me so!
We decided to go away.
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April 04, 2008 08:33 PM EDT --
Hi Everyone!
In my last article, I posted that my novel, Darkness Descending , took first place in a book contest.
For anyone who has purchased my book, Darkness . . .
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January 21, 2008 05:27 PM EST --
It started with the rain
hitting my skin, causing pain.
I ran off into the dark
A new journey on which to embark.
My mind was overrun with your memory
you . . .
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January 21, 2008 05:14 PM EST --
You wanted to be free
Soon it will be
I'm feeling anguished
These flames can't be extinguished.
Over and over & again and again
You promised we'd . . .
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January 12, 2008 09:18 PM EST --
Author's Note: This was written 15 years ago for a creative writing class at Penn State University. I got an "A" for the story, but I'm happy to say that my writing . . .
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December 25, 2007 06:20 PM EST --
Being in love means making sacrifices - sometimes big and sometimes small.
This Christmas I made both big and small sacrifices. The small sacrifice is that I forgone Christmas dinner - turkey (my favorite), . . .
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December 23, 2007 09:56 PM EST --
I had to write a brief overview about my novel, Darkness Descending. This was my spur of the moment description.
Darkness Descending, by Bethann Korsmit, plunges the reader into the
fictional . . .
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December 24, 2007 04:59 PM EST --
First I'd like to say MERRY CHRISTMAS to all my friends, family and readers.
To all of you who have read Darkness Descending - thank you very much. To those of you who haven't read . . .
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December 27, 2007 01:07 PM EST --
She walked, hand in hand with her boyfriend, down the path that split the cemetary into sections. Thousands of pristine white crosses and Stars of David stretched out across the acres. . . .
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January 17, 2008 03:40 PM EST --
I live in a prison
that my own mind created.
A momentary, conscious decision.
The tears and pain live unabated.
I'm only good for sleeping
for in that . . .
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January 17, 2008 04:00 PM EST --
He stood there, chest bare
with muscles rippling,
and golden-haired.
Like a Greek god
from times ago,
he wasn't an amateur,
he was a pro.
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January 18, 2008 06:33 PM EST --
Swimming against the current;
running against the wind.
An old day dies away;
a new one begins.
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January 17, 2008 03:17 PM EST --
The corners of his lips I trace,
longing to be pulled into his sweet embrace.
Oh, if only I weren't an angel -
reigning in the wrong place.
Torn apart that . . .
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January 17, 2008 03:22 PM EST --
What does the heart see?
The flowers blooming,
the buzz of a bee.
What does the heart hear?
The rush of a river,
the stream of a tear.
What . . .
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