NaomiJewell

Franz Kafka once said, “A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.” Hence I endeavor to not be one of those.

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NaomiJewell

Franz Kafka once said, “A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.” Hence I endeavor to not be one of those.

Writings

Followers

Following

Hours After Victory

NaomiJewell

1 min read

The silence after the battle is won

Reaches out to comfort my weary heart

Peace, peace, peace, my sweet home sings over me

Do I wake or dream? Dare not close my eyes

Please, convince me sweet silence is real

I struggle to believe war is no more

Imaginary knives against my throat,

Blood runs in my eyes, sword scrapes against sword,

But only in my mind do I hear it

The throb of the earth anchors me...

Dreaming Of Day

NaomiJewell

1 min read

There are no words to describe

The ache inside me

I long — how I long! — to go home

Lost in the fog of exile

I’ve dreamt every day

Of escape, and now the fog clears

In the distance I can see

My dreams are alive

Waiting for my arrival, they breathe

I hold my breath, stuck in exile

The hours tick by

Freedom draws near, but is it real?

The break of day — is it here?

Blinking blurry eyes

Afraid I...

Gideon Grale

NaomiJewell

1 min read

Mr. Gideon Grale was not, as you might expect, a prodigy of any sort. His cheap coke-bottle glasses, tousled hair, and calm demeanor might hint otherwise, if you didn’t know him.

And I knew him. Actually, I loved him, but not for his lacking skills of accounting (his official profession), or his amateur skills at detecting (much less official than the former).

No, I loved Gideon Grale for his ...

Romance

Something Alive

NaomiJewell

2 min read

Gracie took a long, deep breath and forced herself to totter into the pet store. Why couldn’t she stop her hands from shaking? A fish. A pet fish, Gracie. This shouldn’t be such a huge deal.

But it was.

As she found herself staring at swirls of vibrant tetras and serene angel fish, she couldn’t shake the sinking feeling in her stomach. Whichever one of those beautiful creatures came home with h...

YA fiction