Donny Foley
Bio
Sci-fi/Fantasy is my jam but I'll write just about anything
Stories (12/0)
- Top Story - April 2024
Time Ticks On
Tick Tick Tick... Why is that all I can hear when I think of what I want to do The stress of wanting to do everything because life is beautiful but not having the means nor confidence to do so feels like I'm in the hourglass, sand falling on my chest weighing me down
By Donny Foleyabout a month ago in Poets
- Top Story - October 2023
Becoming a Writer
I use "becoming a writer" as my title very loosely, I'm not published or anything but the book "The Remaining" really pushed me into writing. I was interested in writing when I was a kid, I loved reading too, mostly fantasy and science fiction. I wrote the first page or two to one or two ideas when I was in elementary school, but then the harsh reality of, dun dun dunnnnn, high school donned on me. By junior and senior year they had you trying to decide what you want to do for the rest of your life (at least it seems that way when you're in school). In high school I didn't read or write nearly as much as I did in elementary school because I didn't think my full time job would involve either. Then the summer after senior year of high school my love for all things science fiction made me buy a book called "The Remaining" by D.J. Molles. It was a zombie book, and it had me hooked IMMEDIATELY. It was the first book I ever read that made me feel like I was in the book, the way the author described the scenery, the way he made it feel like the characters were with you. I think I went and bought the next three books in the series the next week. But the way this book truly changed me is the way it inspired me. It revived my love for both reading and writing. It's thanks to that book that I now want to become a published author and why I'm in the middle of writing two different novels and a third book that I don't now how to describe. However, it didn't only do that, it also helped revive my creativity and my appreciation for the little things in life. Since I started writing again my mind can more easily wander and find things to take interest in, to analyze, and to enjoy. I owe this book (and series) so much, it might sound cliche but I genuinely don't think I'd be the person I am today if I had never read it.
By Donny Foley9 months ago in BookClub
Say what you need to Say
This critique is about the song "Say" by John Mayer. This song, this horrible horrible song. It feels weird to even call this a song. He says the phrase "say what you need to say" 41 times throughout this nearly 4 minute hellscape. They could torture people to this song.
By Donny Foley9 months ago in Critique
The Call
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That was the old belief, space has no air, sound is air vibrations, therefore no air means no sound, no sound means no screams. This belief was held for decades, that is until we heard heard hundreds of thousands of screams coming from space all at once. October 17, 2022, the day Earth heard The Call.
By Donny Foley2 years ago in Fiction
A Fool's Errand
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. However after the Source was uncovered they materialized from various elements and terrains. Along with the scaly creatures, magic came into the world. When precious metals became scarce, many kingdoms made tenuous agreements of peace. They would rather work together, however little they enjoyed it, rather than seeing their kingdoms fall to poverty. In their digging for metal they found what is now called the Source, a giant opal buried far beneath the surface of the earth, right in the middle of the Valley. Further digging around the Source revealed caves that held mass tombs and etchings on the walls depicting humanoid figures shooting fire and lighting from their hands, seemingly calling rain down from the sky, raising plants from the ground, and changing their physical appearance to gain muscle mass. At the time it was considered the creation story of some previously undiscovered ancient civilization, that is, until a year later, when what was depicted on those walls began to happen to citizens all over the Realm.
By Donny Foley2 years ago in Fiction