Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

iF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN ANYTHING BY HIM-GET SOMTHING-HE IS GREAT

Mornings of man On the morning street, No heat, I see the steam, When I breath, On the morning street. The smell of coffee, beans being, Trees a breezing, In the morning breeze. Bums bumming, Cars humming, And exsusting, Toxic gasses – -reached --cough— --sip— my coffee in hand, grey morning— --blan...

that apology about my eyes seems little insincere smile when you sa that pardner back to what I was saying about text based communities and sherry turkle I would have used an emoticon it was a good story and I was joking about my eyes sort of, I won't hassle you with no more of my relplies unless y...

man chill out. I am fine-got you loud and mud

I am well aware of the spelling and gramatical mess. And most of them I will change. I like to use the slashes though. I like how they look. This story was unfinished and I should of edited a little more before puting it on the site. I should use the don'ts and can'ts alot more in dialog-no one talk...

I am not sure what you meant about the editing bit, but hey what ever.
And I am 22, so I may not fit, but what ever.

A father and son ####1#### Jack Jagger was a short fat 60 year old. Grey and balding head of hair and a set of blue eyes he had. He was known as a mean old bastard, as these types, generally, are known. But in Jack’s big balding brain things were different. If only people could look beyond his rough...

By Chuck Palahniuk--
great, really this site is right up that book ally. But I am only a hundred pages in. Any one here digging Chuck's Shite?

What is up with this site? When did it start? Why did I get an email about it? Is it because I was on Litkicks?
And are there any parts of this site I should check out?
Any good writing boards or any thing?

Geoff