<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss xmlns:xsd="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema" xmlns:xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" version="2.0"><channel><title>JoeUser Forums » RSS Feed » Fiction Writing Posts</title><link>https://feeds.feedburner.com/Stardock/JoeUser/forum/314</link><copyright>© 2006 - 2026 Stardock Corporation. All rights reserved.</copyright><description>Recent Posts In Fiction Writing</description><language>en-us</language><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2026 3:03:27 PM -0400</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2026 3:03:27 PM -0400</lastBuildDate><docs>http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html</docs><generator>Stardock Rss Generator v1.0</generator><managingEditor>info@stardock.com</managingEditor><webMaster>kwilas@stardock.com</webMaster><item><author>Draginol</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/412126</comments><description><![CDATA[Ever dream of writing the great American novel? I did and I got to do it.&#160; And holy cow was it nothing like what I thought it was.    I had originally written the story in omniscient. i.e. Like Lord of the Rings. But nothing is written that way. Random House asked me to rewrite it in first person (from a character POV). This was tough for me as I had to write a lot of exposition that was, to me, not very fun and sometimes the book showed it.&#160;     I’m very proud of how Destiny’s Emb...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/412126</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/412126</link><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 9:32:56 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2011-09-20T21:32:56-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>Elemental: Destiny&amp;rsquo;s Embers POV thoughts</title></item><item><author>Tova7</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/407338</comments><description><![CDATA[     Anthropologists at We Are So Smart University discover the next step in human evolution: Immortality.     Cancer cells, dubbed unwittingly for decades &ldquo;immortal cells&rdquo; due to a refusal to die, transition human biology from mortal to immortal.    Dr. Ben Gay of We Are So Smart University (WASSU) uncovered the true potential of these immortal cells last week after the culmination of a phase three clinical trial involving 5000 breast cancer patients worldwide over the last fi...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/407338</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/407338</link><pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2011 8:19:27 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2011-04-08T20:19:27-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>Extra!  Extra!  Read All About It!</title></item><item><author>spiritwhotalks</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/315900</comments><description><![CDATA[ SHE Always dressed in faded black jeans with the knees torn out and sleeveless T-shirts emblazoned across the chest with the logos of famous rock bands (who inevitably, mother said, seemed to have the word &lsquo;death&rsquo; in their names). Basically, She was a good girl, who did all of the things that good little girls in her land did. Like worrying about problem-things.    Indeed, on the day that our story takes place, She was very embroiled in a problem-thing. She had just come from a l...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/315900</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/315900</link><pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2011 3:04:28 AM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2011-03-24T03:04:28-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>She</title></item><item><author>forefather1</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/383437</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;  How sweet it is. Just yesterday I called my mother to inform her I would be coming home to work in the family ice cream business, and quit trying to be the next big thing on Broadway. I have been here for three weeks, and it shows. 'Squeeze Play' was to be the one that did it for me, and when it got shot down at the last minute I felt it was time to wake-up and face the obvious...Writing plays, no. Selling ice cream, yes. However, when Sid called and told me that the backers had seen the...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/383437</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/383437</link><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 2:22:25 AM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2010-06-05T02:22:25-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>'Squeeze Play' Opens on Broadway</title></item><item><author>MasonM</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/369288</comments><description><![CDATA[   Charlie Dugan, who went by the handle &ldquo;Old Dog&rdquo; on the CB radio,  had been driving big rigs for more years than he cared to recall and had more than five million accident free miles to his credit. He was, as many of the younger and newer drivers called them, an &ldquo;old hand&rdquo; when it came to life behind the wheel of an eighty thousand pound, seventy two feet long big rig.     He was a tall, well built man with neatly cut silver hair beneath his ball cap with the Kenworth l...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/369288</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/369288</link><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 8:40:32 PM -0500</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2010-01-06T20:40:32-05:00</pubDateParsed><title>Old Dog</title></item><item><author>Ennarath</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/368947</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;    THE HOUSES IN ROSSFORD      Fenn Houghton and his significant other, Todd are quickly going broke. That&rsquo;s the bad news. But they find half a million dollars; that&rsquo;s the good news. It belongs to a drug lord who will do anything he can to get it back. Bad news again. Fenn&rsquo;s sister, Adele doesn&rsquo;t know what&rsquo;s worse, learning of her husband&rsquo;s cheating ways, or learning who he&rsquo;s cheating with, and for how long. A young boy is sent to live with hi...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/368947</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/368947</link><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 9:42:48 AM -0500</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2009-11-11T09:42:48-05:00</pubDateParsed><title>THE HOUSES IN ROSSFORD</title></item><item><author>WordWulf</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/367961</comments><description><![CDATA[    "There are those who write things down and those who don't."&nbsp; Judy giggled a bit as she realized she was talking aloud to herself.&nbsp; "And a whole lot o' people in between who do a little of both," she continued.&nbsp; With a sigh, she snuggled into the chair next to her bed.&nbsp; "If you don't write it down, then it didn't happen."&nbsp; Where had she read that?          She closed her eyes and unconsciously massaged her left wrist where the bullhead IV lay in her vein.&nbsp; That...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/367961</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/367961</link><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 11:05:01 AM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2009-10-30T12:05:01</pubDateParsed><title>Soon Angels</title></item><item><author>spiritwhotalks</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/355016</comments><description><![CDATA[I am back... sorry for the absence. &nbsp;I bou7ght a new computer last week, and cgot me a little &nbsp;cricket modum so Ican reach the net anywhate in Chicago.  &nbsp;  The last time I was in here, I was still working on the Peace and Piperdreams show. &nbsp;I Hope you all got to listen a few times. &nbsp;We did six hours a week, a combination of co9medi improv (based on skits we came up with before hand, kind of playing with &nbsp;a net of a few ideas, then taking it from there). &nbsp; I...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/355016</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/355016</link><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 1:44:38 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2009-06-23T13:44:38-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>Just Saying Hello Again</title></item><item><author>Ennarath</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/346344</comments><description><![CDATA[I have been gone for sometime, if i continued to post the rest of Wise Life, could anyone still follow it, and would anyone still want to?  Yours,  C.L. Gibson  ]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/346344</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/346344</link><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 12:25:56 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2009-04-14T09:25:56</pubDateParsed><title>ON WHITE LIFE/WISE LIFE</title></item><item><author>momijiki</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/333414</comments><description><![CDATA[  Once upon a time there were three sounds looking for work. &nbsp;  These sounds were Whrrr, Grr, and Skruuuunk. &nbsp;  They were down on their luck sounds. &nbsp;  All the good jobs had been taken up by other, more famous sounds such as Snap, Crackle and Pop; Do, Rei and Mi and famous twosomes such as Ding and Dong and their slightly less famous cousins Bing and Bong.   The biggest problem is that no one seemed to want Whrrr, Grr and Skruuuunk around. &nbsp;  Every once in a while they woul...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/333414</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/333414</link><pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 8:02:37 AM -0500</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-12-18T08:02:37-05:00</pubDateParsed><title>Whrrr, Grr and Skruuuunk, A Story of Three Lonely Sounds</title></item><item><author>stubbyfinger</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/332439</comments><description><![CDATA[December 10, 2033  The following is a&nbsp;explanation of&nbsp;the events and motivations that led to our  company&rsquo;s latest advances in virtual reality and its implications. For the last  two decades much of our resources were focused on the meticulous construction  of&nbsp;virtual worlds and then adapting them to the available technology. The focus  of our company and a passion of mine ever since I played my first game, has  always been to create the most immersive experience possible. ...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/332439</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/332439</link><pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 9:56:51 AM -0500</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-12-10T09:56:51-05:00</pubDateParsed><title>A Gamers Story</title></item><item><author>stevendedalus</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/331663</comments><description><![CDATA[ &nbsp;    Dedicated to:    &nbsp;    &nbsp;    &nbsp;    Those of all ages       Copyright &copy; 2008 Richard R. Kennedy All rights reserved. Revised: Nov 29,&nbsp; 2008.     http://stevendedalus.joeuser.com      http://www.lulu.com/rrkfinn    &nbsp;  ]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/331663</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/331663</link><pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 1:38:44 PM -0500</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-12-02T13:38:44-05:00</pubDateParsed><title>New Fantasies</title></item><item><author>stevendedalus</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/329438</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;    "I locked you into a lease for at least a year, so you don&rsquo;t have to worry about it being sold from under you. It&rsquo;ll give you some time to think about coming down to the bank to consider a mortgage if you really are serious about buying."   "That&rsquo;s good of you, Mr. MacDowell. By Paddy, we&rsquo;ve always dreamed of owning a home." Cory felt comfortable with the banker and didn&rsquo;t mind divulging unabashedly his future plan.  "Oh, don&rsquo;t be so formal. Josh...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/329438</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/329438</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 2:53:49 PM -0500</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-11-10T14:53:49-05:00</pubDateParsed><title>Humanside of Lending 1929</title></item><item><author>Tova7</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/325581</comments><description><![CDATA[  This is a chapter from a book I just finished writing.&nbsp; I still have to edit, and with school, that may be awhile, but wanted to post something in the writing area of JU.&nbsp; (JUWC forgive the repeat.)        &nbsp;   The first sensation upon waking was a terrible pulsing in my face. The second, and no less painful, was the persistent burning in both wrists and ankles. The pain ended the stupor, but memory escorted in alertness.    I didn&rsquo;t open my eyes, ignored the bliste...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/325581</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/325581</link><pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 7:01:13 AM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-10-14T07:01:13-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>Death's Dark Chapter</title></item><item><author>erathoniel</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/324034</comments><description><![CDATA[ Shadowrun: Infected"I still wonder when the medicine will take its effect.And the injection they made, it's all just left me the same.It's hard to concentrate with echoes of your voice in my head.From all you said, I'm still paralyzed.But I'm almost out of breath from saying things that I'll regret.My time is over, I can't do this alone.I'm infected with you, pull the plug already.Tell me before I go, that your infected with me."  - Demon Hunter    I haven't fed in days. The last time I ate I m...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/324034</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/324034</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 7:31:13 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-09-09T19:31:13-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>Shadowrun: Infected</title></item><item><author>stevendedalus</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/323816</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;   While the knights dispersed to care for their war-mounts, another rode up to the leader. With tempered agony in his voice this heavy set rider said, "My Lord Protector, are you not anxious to arrive at the castle? In truth, your father impatiently awaits details of battle."  The lord shrugged in response. "Oh, much of it has been dispatched&mdash; barely worthy of the town-crier anymore."  "Still, the cry of distant victory is not sufficient to curb the appetite of curiosity," said th...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/323816</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/323816</link><pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 12:36:53 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-09-08T09:36:53</pubDateParsed><title>Excerpt: My In Defense of Eve</title></item><item><author>erathoniel</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/323499</comments><description><![CDATA[  Shadowrun: Screams of the Undead     Every single time I feel the burn I try to throw it away.   A fast fix for the brokenness of everyday.   Its like the pain is building up, it's swelling up,   I've got to choke it down and break it down until it's broke down.   it's like a shard of glass, it's like a broken piece.   Of everything I hate, it's everything in me,   A burnt heart stains black the blood it flows.   A dead soul will overshadow.       -  Demon Hunter                I am Ki...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/323499</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/323499</link><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 9:04:31 AM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-09-06T09:04:31-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>Shadowrun: Screams of the Undead</title></item><item><author>Ennarath</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/322794</comments><description><![CDATA[   Mason was, as usual, chatting up all their fellow freshman, and Balliol was standing with Tommy, his arms crossed over his chest.    &ldquo;Damn Matt for coming in as a sophomore,&rdquo; he said.    &ldquo;Freshman orientation could be fun,&rdquo; Tommy told him, and waved at a kid who was wearing a tee shirt with the name Jesus encased in a fish.    &ldquo;No,&rdquo; Balliol said. &ldquo;It couldn&rsquo;t. Everyone else was in shorts and tee shirts, except for Mason who was in jeans and a te...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/322794</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/322794</link><pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 3:20:12 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-09-03T15:20:12-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>WISE LIFE</title></item><item><author>Ennarath</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/320563</comments><description><![CDATA[  One day, in the middle of Keisha Darrow&rsquo;s thirtieth year, as she was drying dishes, she immediately stopped. She stood at the sink for a long while, looking out of the curtained window onto the driveway. She didn&rsquo;t even focus at first. It was all blurs. It was all vague shapes. She heard nothing. Then she just heard noise, all disconnected from everything else.     &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  She heard her son. She heard Mason say something. ...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/320563</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/320563</link><pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 4:51:29 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-08-13T16:51:29-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>chapter five beginning</title></item><item><author>Ennarath</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/319149</comments><description><![CDATA[   &ldquo;it is fearful, I was a mirror, an individual,&rdquo;      cries the shallow rock pool, &ldquo;now infinity      &nbsp;      claims me; I am everything? But nothing&rdquo;;      peace, salt, you were never as useful as all that,      &nbsp;      peace, flower, you are one of a thousand-thousand others,      peace, shallow pool, be lost.       &nbsp;    &nbsp;    &nbsp;    &nbsp;    &ldquo;And that&rsquo;s your favorite poem,&rdquo; John remarked, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. ...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/319149</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/319149</link><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 8:55:11 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-25T20:55:11-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>CHAPTER FOUR conclusion</title></item><item><author>erathoniel</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/318776</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Spectre entered the cockpit of his Mad Cat MK II. The formidable 90-ton battlemech was the terror of Steiner loyal pilots anywhere. He may have been a mercenary, but that didn't limit him to impartiality, did it? Here in the Solaris VII Steiner Coliseum, the Lyrans still had to fear him on their home turf.  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Spectre examined the weapons panel. The LRM 20's and LRM 10's allowed him to launch a sixty round barage if he fired both missile silos, th...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/318776</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/318776</link><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 7:20:58 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-20T19:20:58-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>MechWarrior: Solaris VII</title></item><item><author>erathoniel</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/318611</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It was the day that Heaven left him. Kasper remembered it well, in vivid detail, even years later. He was a hot-shot security officer in the JERICHO project. He was a tough guy. At six feet tall, with a robotic arm and leg (which he lost due to nervous system damage on the left side of his body), he was intimidating. He had gone to the spaceport with Heaven, who was scheduled to go to the JERICHO station. He kissed her, said goodbye, and was hoping to see her...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/318611</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/318611</link><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 6:49:31 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-20T18:49:31-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>JERICHO- Part One of Two</title></item><item><author>erathoniel</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/318607</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  Does the dream make the future, or the future make the dream?   &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 16-782 sat up in bed. He was tired of this. Tired of living by a number. Tired of living for the science. Tired of Ganymedes. The knowledge of everything past to gain the knowledge of the future. That was Project Ganymedes. To steal the future from the Gods. What good did it do? 16 didn't know. He wanted one thing. Out. To leave the project behind, leave the scientists, leave the ...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/318607</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/318607</link><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 5:48:38 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-18T17:48:38-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>Project Ganymedes</title></item><item><author>Ennarath</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/318476</comments><description><![CDATA[   Sully was getting up from the table when Mason signaled to him.     &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  Sully raised an eyebrow and came over, his face amazed.     &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  &ldquo;Can I talk to you a second?&rdquo;     &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  &ldquo;Yeah, sure, Mase. You know you can.&rdquo;     &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/318476</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/318476</link><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 5:24:46 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-17T17:24:46-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>CHAPTER FOUR</title></item><item><author>erathoniel</author><comments>https://forums.joeuser.com/318312</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; January 20, 3058  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The woman got up from where she was seated. The room was dark, but she didn't seem to mind. She walked out, into the sunlight. Two things stood out about her. First, she wore a trenchcoat, second, she had a blindfold on. She had chains hanging from her belt, long, heavy, steel chains. They did not glimmer, and they made no noise as she walked.  &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Though she was merely walking, her min...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">https://forums.joeuser.com/318312</guid><link>https://forums.joeuser.com/318312</link><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 6:37:28 PM -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-15T18:37:28-04:00</pubDateParsed><title>Shadowrun- Oracle Part One</title></item></channel></rss>