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Dear Friends,

This book is our own, more modest contribution to a group project, comes from the idea of forming a community to exchange ideas. Well, there are many here on BX.de. But we as members of said group members are all very proud. Why, you can the preface to our own contribution to the project "if" shows.

Full of warmth, we salute you, all our friends, of which we pretend that they really are:

With loving regards, your friends and EasyNote bat

A short general story on writer's block, on going through it, getting over it, and going through it again. For all of us whom have been there.

Another for reality of what goes on in my head. Even out of the situation that I was once in, it always revolves in my head wondering 'Why didn't it just end?'

"Beary much so," I sang out as I hit the machine's buttons vigorously until I kicked his arse with my majestic skills. Not literally speaking since it was only luck, but he didn't have to know that.

"Not berry funny," Dimitri pouted as he turned to face me.

"If Dimi actually Dimitry, he would Dimi-get it." I blurted like an idiot. I wanted to facepalm my face. No, I wanted to facepalm the woman who gave birth to such an idiot.


Mara Starr isn't social; she would probably drop dead the day a boy even looked at her with the 'eyes'(the I-love-you eyes). She's the loner you would find hovering over any kind of electrical device or book in a corner of any room. She can't take big crowds because they freak her out and she fears lighting storms. Puns and insults are the things that mostly come out of her mouth.

Mara Starr moves back to Chicago, IL. First night back and she already found trouble.

Dimitri Estacio.

One encounter from Dimitri has Mara's world spinning.

Okay...so truth is I write poems too, I'm not great at it...probably not even good. But hey, what can I say? Sometime I just need to express myself and let the letters pour out of my mind. And when I'm finished I get this. So enjoy.

Someone called me 'sham' in the work place. Shockingly it helped me to realize where I stand in my life now and what things I must learn to improve.  As we grow, we learn how to handle words that hurt.

Dear Friends,

This book is our own, more modest contribution to a group project, comes from the idea of forming a community to exchange ideas. Well, there are many here on BX.de. But we as members of said group members are all very proud. Why, you can the preface to our own contribution to the project "if" shows.

Full of warmth, we salute you, all our friends, of which we pretend that they really are:

With loving regards, your friends and EasyNote bat

A short general story on writer's block, on going through it, getting over it, and going through it again. For all of us whom have been there.

Another for reality of what goes on in my head. Even out of the situation that I was once in, it always revolves in my head wondering 'Why didn't it just end?'

"Beary much so," I sang out as I hit the machine's buttons vigorously until I kicked his arse with my majestic skills. Not literally speaking since it was only luck, but he didn't have to know that.

"Not berry funny," Dimitri pouted as he turned to face me.

"If Dimi actually Dimitry, he would Dimi-get it." I blurted like an idiot. I wanted to facepalm my face. No, I wanted to facepalm the woman who gave birth to such an idiot.


Mara Starr isn't social; she would probably drop dead the day a boy even looked at her with the 'eyes'(the I-love-you eyes). She's the loner you would find hovering over any kind of electrical device or book in a corner of any room. She can't take big crowds because they freak her out and she fears lighting storms. Puns and insults are the things that mostly come out of her mouth.

Mara Starr moves back to Chicago, IL. First night back and she already found trouble.

Dimitri Estacio.

One encounter from Dimitri has Mara's world spinning.

Okay...so truth is I write poems too, I'm not great at it...probably not even good. But hey, what can I say? Sometime I just need to express myself and let the letters pour out of my mind. And when I'm finished I get this. So enjoy.

Someone called me 'sham' in the work place. Shockingly it helped me to realize where I stand in my life now and what things I must learn to improve.  As we grow, we learn how to handle words that hurt.