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Author has written 28 stories for Romance, Young Adult, Love, Supernatural, General, Life, and Family.


My name is Shannon. You guys can call me Nannon, Pomegranate, Poptart, Shanwich.. ect.

My best friends are my family.

A lot of my stories will be about one guy.

I might never mention his name.

I was born to be free, but my town is a cage.

I read all the time, it's easier to deal with fictional people than real ones. They're usually more interesting anyway.

I have a broken heart--so no, not a lot of my stuff will be happy and cheerful. Sorry not sorry.

Music, writing, books, tumblr, My friends > life.

Self esteem? 0.

I enjoy hearing what people think of my writing, so if you like it, hate it--if it inspires you, I want to hear about it.

I'm chasing my dream, so I encourage you to chase yours. Find something you're good at and don't let it go.

I'm in love, and while it may not be easy, I'm not going to give up.

I want to live, I want to be better--but seeing as I'm trapped in this small town, I'm stunted.

Someday I'll be living in a big city, sipping coffee in a little cafe, and none of these problems will matter.

I'm hanging on to sanity by my stubby, bitten nails.

Quotes are my second addiction. My first is tumblr.

I'm straightedge. I don't care if you're not, but please don't blab about how great drugs and booze are. K?

I don't know quite what to say, so I'll just write.

If you like a one-shot, and want to hear more about the characters--please tell me. I'll write more about them.

“Poets utter great and wise things which they do not themselves understand.”

“Once, poets were magicians. Poets were strong, stronger than warriors or kings — stronger than old hapless gods. And they will be strong once again.”
Greg Bear

“Not everyone who drinks is a poet. Some of us drink because we're not poets.”
Dudley Moore

“There’s no money in poetry, but there’s no poetry in money, either”
Robert Graves

“All good poems are victories over something.”
Stephen Dunn

“A poem is a meteor.”
Wallace Stevens

the best often die by their own hand
just to get away,
and those left behind
can never quite understand
why anybody
would ever want to
get away

Charles Bukowski, Cause and Effect

I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny
blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny
they are small, and the fountain is in France
where you wrote me that last letter and
I answered and never heard from you again.
you used to write insane poems about
ANGELS AND GOD, all in upper case, and you
knew famous artists and most of them
were your lovers, and I wrote back, it’ all right,
go ahead, enter their lives, I’ not jealous
because we’ never met. we got close once in
New Orleans, one half block, but never met, never
touched. so you went with the famous and wrote
about the famous, and, of course, what you found out
is that the famous are worried about
their fame –– not the beautiful young girl in bed
with them, who gives them that, and then awakens
in the morning to write upper case poems about
ANGELS AND GOD. we know God is dead, they’ told
us, but listening to you I wasn’t sure. maybe
it was the upper case. you were one of the
best female poets and I told the publishers,
editors, “ her, print her, she’s mad but she’s
magic. there’s no lie in her fire.” I loved you
like a man loves a woman he never touches, only
writes to, keeps little photographs of. I would have
loved you more if I had sat in a small room rolling a
cigarette and listened to you piss in the bathroom,
but that didn’t happen. your letters got sadder.
your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all
lovers betray. it didn’t help. you said
you had a crying bench and it was by a bridge and
the bridge was over a river and you sat on the crying
bench every night and wept for the lovers who had
hurt and forgotten you. I wrote back but never
heard again. a friend wrote me of your suicide
3 or 4 months after it happened. if I had met you
I would probably have been unfair to you or you
to me. it was best like this.

Charles Bukowski, An Almost Made Up Poem

as the poems go into the thousands you
realize that you've created very

Charles Bukowski, As The Poems Go

we had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes
covering the picture window and
my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
to be happy, told me, 'be happy Henry!'
and she was right: it's better to be happy if you
but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week while
raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn't
understand what was attacking him from within.

my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: 'Henry, smile!
why don't you ever smile?'

and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the
saddest smile I ever saw

one day the goldfish died, all five of them,
they floated on the water, on their sides, their
eyes still open,
and when my father got home he threw them to the cat
there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother

Charles Bukowski, A Smile To Remember

little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won't flinch and
I won't blame
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
I won't blame you,
I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and I won't use it

Charles Buckowski, Raw With Love

Welcome to my world:

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These were the dreams of one not yet old enough to be daunted by such things as reality.
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Poetry/Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 268 - Favs: 1 - Published: 7/22/2013 - Complete
Justice in my country reviews
This is just me being all raged over the stupid trivial things that people think matter, and the fact that Trayvon Martin got no justice. I hope that this will open eyes, or at least charge up anyone who reads it to make a difference, or at least believe that a difference needs to be made.
Poetry: Life - Rated: K - English - Crime/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 294 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 7/16/2013 - Complete
Ten Moments reviews
Ten moments in the time he falls in love with her.
Fiction: Romance - Rated: K - English - Romance/Friendship - Chapters: 1 - Words: 3,021 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 7/12/2013 - Complete
I can see us sitting at a table, July heat and Midnight dark spinning through the windows, As you lay out the tarot cards, And tell me my future.
Poetry: Family - Rated: K - English - Angst/Family - Chapters: 1 - Words: 477 - Published: 6/18/2013 - Complete
I can't breathe around this shattered hole in my chest.
Fiction: Romance - Rated: K - English - Angst/Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 386 - Published: 6/12/2013 - Complete
Bye Bye Sun Soaked Boy reviews
Breathe in, 'it'll all be ok.' Breathe out 'it's time.'
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Angst/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 182 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 6/12/2013 - Complete
The Beat of My Heart
I'm really messed up over this boy, and I don't know what to do.
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Angst/Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 35 - Published: 6/12/2013 - Complete
Stay reviews
You had the audacity to look at me, As though I was right beside you, And tell me I was beautiful.
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Angst/Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 824 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
Summer Always Ends Alone reviews
I wonder how someone can be so infuriating, And so intoxicating, All at once.
Poetry: Life - Rated: K - English - Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 282 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
Three times
Three times I saw him. Three times I questioned my sanity.
Poetry: Life - Rated: K - English - Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 285 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
Sunlight patterns play across the warped boards of my bedroom floor, if only to show me some light.
Poetry: Life - Rated: K - English - Hurt/Comfort/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 54 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
When I Think About You
I don't love him, don't even know him-but in the heat of the sun, he sure looked beautiful.
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Fantasy/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 87 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
Tell them of the time..
Poetry: Life - Rated: K - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 180 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
To The Blind
I can scarcely breathe, For fear that you'll see, The terror, The empty void inside of me.
Poetry: Life - Rated: K - English - Angst/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 377 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
To Love Your Words
Because love is not the touch, but the feeling.
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Romance/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 187 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
Goodbye Letters reviews
How do you take that step, reach for that letter and know that these words are the last you'll ever hold? That this grungy piece of paper is all that's left of someone you loved?
Fiction: Young Adult - Rated: T - English - Tragedy/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 771 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
Don't Go reviews
Don't go. Please, please, please don't go... You're the only one I have left. You swore you wouldn't, never, not ever, ever. Don't you remember that?
Fiction: Romance - Rated: T - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 719 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 6/10/2013 - Complete
I Am reviews
All the things I am.
Poetry: General - Rated: K - English - Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 380 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 2/15/2013 - Complete
Untitled reviews
More about the unnamed boy
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Angst/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 582 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 2/15/2013 - Complete
I Loved Her reviews
A memory of a girl I knew a long time ago.
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 552 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 2/15/2013
The Spectator reviews
The Masterpiece and The Spectator.
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Romance/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 73 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 1/8/2013 - Complete
One More Day
Love and Hate walk a very fine line.
Fiction: Romance - Rated: T - English - Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,640 - Published: 1/1/2013 - Complete
Annie reviews
"I'm dying, Max, I can't stay with you forever."
Fiction: Romance - Rated: K - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,243 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 3 - Published: 12/23/2012 - Complete
Do you miss me? reviews
"Will you miss me when I'm gone?" "What's that supposed to mean, Jamie?" She smiled—but it wasn't a real smile. It was a broken smile, her lips holding the ghost of happiness in place, like a cracked porcelain mask. He didn't notice. "Nothing."
Fiction: Supernatural - Rated: K - English - Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 496 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 12/17/2012 - Complete
My City Boy reviews
Most of my stories/poems revolve around one boy. His name? I'll never tell. But this sonnet I had to write for school is about him.
Poetry: Love - Rated: K - English - Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 105 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 12/1/2012 - Complete
The End reviews
An angsty one shot about me and my father. Not all true, more of what happened in my mind. So enjoy.
Fiction: Young Adult - Rated: T - English - Angst/Family - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,340 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 11/29/2012 - Complete
Three Letters
Three letter words, they're so small and stupid.. A girl muses over her lost love and the way she feels about his absence.
Fiction: Romance - Rated: K - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,211 - Published: 11/17/2012
I Miss You
Read and find out because I'm bad at these things.
Fiction: Romance - Rated: T - English - Angst/Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 6,094 - Published: 11/15/2012 - Complete