Center Stage

Strings plucked...sounds of joy, sorror and pain emanating from the spirit within...
Unknown forces forcing me to play harder, pluck harder; creating melodies from another world...
Sounds depicting true emotions fill the room, move the spirit, touch the soul...And yet, I need more. More force, more melodies just...more...Vocals take over, speaking in sync with the chords...Putting voice to the silent words of the strings...
Painting visuals of the hearts desires...Creating rhythm on top of rhythm...And yet, I need more...Words continue from the mouth, sounds from the fingers...feelings amplified as the night goes on...



Vocals cease...And the chords are alone, crying out for an ear, for somewhere to rest, someone to listen...More strumming, more plucking, more picking...
Tears of confusion, bliss, and more pain are released as the night moves ahead...Melodies intensify as the spirit moves within...Releasing a ball of energy filled with spiritual awakening...Wordlessly communicating to the people the magnitude of its power and who controls it...Forces float around the room, holding all in attendance captive...Eyes wide with uncertainty, hearts hammering, nerves frayed until the last chord of the final melody in this spiritual symphony is played...Breathe...


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The Smallest Things Pt. 2

Yeah okay. Now as you remember from the last post, the synopsis was just...something. Now when people read this "something", I was told it sounded too cliche. Someone said it sounded too much like the typical black romance novel. So of course I tried to figure out a way to make it mine. To make it stand out. I know what makes it different and what makes it stand out, but the readers dont. So, I added a little more. It's funny though because in the past few days, I've read some looonnggg synopsis. So mine is alot shorter than the ones I've recently read. Either way, here we go again...


Abandoned by her father and ditched by her ex boyfriend, Passion DeWitt steers clear of love and decides to cleanse her soul by reciting poetry. She meets Devin Jones, owner of Poets' Corner, and her decision to stay away from love is tested. Devin is spellbound by her emotional display. He speaks the right words and finally breaks down her barriers. Through poetic form, a relationship blossoms. All is well with the two until a family secret sends Devin fleeing and Passions ex boyfriend returns with his ex-mobster friend in tow to claim what he thinks is rightfully his. Will Passion and Devin fight for their love or will their poetic words all be in vain?

There goes it...