Train of Thoughts

The Ugly Writers encourages people to share their thoughts and express themselves about certain topics that really hits the spot.

Inner Strength

All of us have a story of greatness. Inspiring stories of a remarkable show of character is what April is all about.

The theme Inner Strength features thoughts by everyday people like you and me. You could not imagine how creative and vibrant the minds of these seemingly normal individuals. And that is what makes us The Ugly Writers. We believe that everyone should be given a chance to share their thoughts.

Me, Myself and I

Great stories don’t always have a definitive protagonist or antagonist. Some great untold stories are all about internal conflicts. These are stories that take place not on picturesque locale but on the depths of one’s self.

Me, Myself and I is a collection of stories, poems, and essays about self-discovery, existentialism, and identity.

Black and Blue

Black and Blue is our gentle reminder that the pain, the darkness will eventually pass. That peace and the light awaits us in every tunnel we go through. The theme aims to welcome these not so desirable sensations and make both the writers and readers learn that such feelings are what really makes us human.

The Ugly Writers believe that there is beauty in everything – including our own darkness.

Updates

Our theme this month is Inner Strength

Lake Above an Ocean

It stands to represent the importance of having an open mind and the courage to take things as they come no matter how they might break us.

The Sleeping Beauty and the Beast

He gently kissed her lips that made a shining light surround them. All the torch had lights, chandelier shines, windows were opened, and other things became humans. Everything changed.

Winning, Losing and Loving Both

Somehow I really think I am a better person for the stupidity. Somehow it seems that if you don’t let your hair down once in a while and just give in to silliness you can never understand life. If you don’t laugh at reality, reality will laugh at you.

The first of my poems

It's not difficult to hunt down facts and uncover the truth where it comes from someone not promoting shame but is only trying to regain their identity. This is a burden without purpose, bearing it solely, because it was their soul, and they shared. I still have my voice.

Power

I choose to live each day to fullest, to seek out others who choose to do the same and share my faith. That is where my true inner strength is found. A confidence in what I hope for, yet can not see.

And The Song Played On

Life took over after graduation. I was ready to conquer the world. We lost touch and I had never really thought about him. But sometimes, he would cross my mind. There was one time he asked me out and I could not go. I was out of town and he was in Manila for a short time. Darn. The stars were not aligning for us.

The Value of Work

“How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rest unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life!”

Own who you are

I am a caterpillar about to blossom into a butterfly I am brave, I am strong I am wise, though sometimes wrong I am different, I am unique

THIS THING CALLED WRITING

To tell the story of ourselves to ourselves.To play God.To make the story come out the way we would rather have it rather than the way it was.To have something you can do in your underwear and without having to shave.To stop the voices in our heads.

It Just Arrived

As soon as my shoulders began to relax into a comfortable slouch -the instant I dropped my hypervigilance -forgetting for that brief respite; that you broke my heart

When She Cries

I saw her strength when things got ill I thought she cannot stand still. But there she was, With all heads up.

Wonderance

I'm here, always here, and he's there, staring,always glaring, forever daring me to move.But no, no, no, I won't, I cannot.. I have neither