Carter Summerville
Long time writer, first time attempting to get published.
Carter Summerville
Long time writer, first time attempting to get published.
Long time writer, first time attempting to get published.
Long time writer, first time attempting to get published.
I took the road less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
The happy moments shone like sea glass in the sun.
The fulfilling moments filled me with peace.
The terror that I thought I would feel blew away like dandelion dust in the wind.
Turns out this was always the right path, even if others didn’t see it that way.
That’s true inner light....
Cold hands gripped the edges of the coffin as the lid slid to the side and clattered to the floor. I stood, stunned and frozen, as the monster slowly pulled itself to a standing position. My mind willed me to move but my limbs remained stuck in time and space. The monster stood fully and growled deeply in my direction. I watched in horror as it reached out and grabbed my shoulders, pulling me down...
Season’s Greetings - the world is bright and loud, but full of so much promise.
Season’s Greetings - you fall and skin your knee, comforted by your mother’s love.
Season’s Greetings - books replace toys and studying replaces play, the real world begins.
Season’s Greetings - you leave the warmth of your mother’s love and emerge into the world on your own.
Season’s Greetings - the world had ...
Superstar swooped down from the sky and directly towards the burning building. Without pausing to take in the scene, she burst through a window and smoke poured out into the blue sky behind her. She had been saving Eastern City now for five years, since a chemical accident in her former laboratory had led to her incredible powers. She had never once hesitated on an urgent call, and today was certa...
Creative and passionate like a foreign lover writing a love letter to a person far away
Active and energetic like a young horse frolicking in a blooming spring field
Responsible and sensible like a seasoned mother caring for her sweet boys
Theatrical and dramatic like an actress in her debut role on the stage
Empathetic and emotional like an old, wise sage connecting to the universe around h...
He was beautiful. Janelle couldn’t help but sneak a look at Stanley over the top of her computer monitor. He sat at his own desk just across the crowded office. He was leaning towards his screen, face scrunched in concentration, and Janelle was captivated. She dreamt of him leaning towards her in that way, concentrating on nothing but her green, almond shaped eyes. Stanley absentmindedly ran a han...