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Emperor Nero · Sep 19, 2011

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I want to delete this thread while I am still working on the book. Thank you very much.

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Post: Nero's Guides To Writing
Forum: Real Life/Miscellaneous Guide & eBook Sales
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Posted by: Emperor_Nero
Original Content:

Welcome

I have a few eBooks in the works just for the sythe community, the first series will be on creative writing. A poetry guidebook, a short story guidebook, a collection of original short stories, and then a collection of original poetry. I have had both short stories and poetry published, and I am active in several writing communities.

Here is your chance to reserve a copy now as sales of these books will be limited.

The poetry book will cover points such as:

Inspiration

Styles

Structure Vs. Unstructured

Poetry Tips

Ryhme Schemes

And much more...

Be one of the first three to reserve your copies and appear by name and/or description in my next poem or short story.

Price:
$5 per book
Or
Once the collection is completed you will be able to own all 4 eBooks for only $12.

Writing Sample:

Aconitum
Words transcend the present,
Like a spiral staircase it leads you slowly -
Down into the depths.

Torch in one hand
Bible in the other.
You delve once more deeper.

Your feet hits cobble stone-
Damp and slippery.
You continue your journey.

The hall is long and low
The light casts a precious few feet,
A doorway meets you in silent embrace.

A scream echos now -
The room was large,
Torches poorly lit this tomb.

A smile plays upon your silent visage,
A facade that covers what lies beneath.
A pool - So much deeper than viewed.

Stood in chains - a cacophonous woman.
She detests your presence
But you do this as a gift to her.

You sit and read from the Holy Book,
The torch light plays Demon Shadows -
Cast from your hair onto the pages and her face.

She fights and screams as you read,
Ever louder she grows.
You read softly to her ears.

Her breaths are deeply labored,
Your clothing is soaked by the drips -
from the book you pull a flower.

You feed her as she fights,
but she eats every last bit.
Then you retire to your chair and wait.

Her heart beats quickly,
Lungs functions slowly fade -
She vomits, blood and food.

The death is slow,
She suffocates.
In the following hours - She dies.

You leave, smug and smiling.
Satisfied.
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