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Welcome to A Writers' World.

"An artist's career always begins tomorrow" - James Whistler

As many aspiring writers will know, it is not always easy to get your voice heard. The objective of this website is to promote one such author who will be showcasing regular works on many different topics. You will be able to view current affairs, sport, features and fictional pieces over the coming months here at A Writers' World.

This website does not accept guest contributions, and is in no way associated with any publishers or self publicists,

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Latest Submission

Those who read my article on “The Selective Media” will already be well aware of my views of the cowardly behaviour of the English tabloids. Papers such as the Sun, the Mirror, the Daily Mail and the News of the World have time upon time shown no respect for facts or for their responsibilities to enlighten the public.

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Lucky Dip


"Ever have the feeling you can’t breathe? Like everyone around you is pressing against you, slowly killing you? Maybe it’s not having anyone there that gives you the feeling of suffocation? In my case it’s all of them and more. Every time people ask me what I’m afraid of; I give them the same answer. How can you ask me about fear, when you don’t know what fear is? Some say fear is a human weakness, others say it’s only a weakness if you let it control you, that there’s nothing to fear but fear itself. What a stupid expression. "


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Recent Work


"She looked at his sleeping body, not making out many details in the badly lit room. He was a very handsome man. Short black hair, brown eyes, not very tall though. Probably a good thing, she wasn’t exactly built like a giant herself. She lent over and stroked his hair gently, touching his forehead by mistake. He felt cold, so she went to put the heating on. She didn’t know how long she had been sitting there watching him, she wasn’t really aware of a lot of things at the moment. She hadn’t even noticed the blood that had made the arms of her jumper stick to her skin..."


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