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A Story Blook: February 2006
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Boy it is ever quiet here' thought Sam as he zipped back up. Just then he caught something out of the corner of his eye. Someone standing just out on the corner of his peripheral vision. Or was there? As soon as he turned to look, he saw nothing but the back of the 5th wheel. But he knew what he saw. One thing that his 'new lease on life' had taught him was to be alert at all times. even after two beers. He cautiously walked back toward the rear of rig. What're you doing here? It was that kid again. ...
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A Story Blook: April 2007
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Two men could be seen making their way down the makeshift trail that led up to the falls. Lenny would you hurry the fuck up? Jeff, the smaller of the pair said. "It's gonna be nightfall soon". Whats the matter Jeffy? The large man huffed and puffed as he talked. "Scared of the dark? No I'm not afraid of the dark, you asshole. I'm just not sure we're gonna be able to find the campsite in the dark". How bout the same way we came? L turn at the lake and then north? How do ya like that' Jeff mumbled. 'It...
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A Story Blook: January 2006
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Darkness on the Edge. How long had he been driving? The clock on the Silverado dashboard had died last year so it was of no help. And for some strange reason his wrist watch had quit too; it still read 8:45pm as it had for hours. He now had lost track of time as fear and uncertainty began to creep in. But there seemed to be absolutely nothing out there except the road in front of him. County Road 156 wasn't exactly a well traveled highway, but he should at least be seeing a ranch or two along the way.
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A Story Blook: August 2006
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Full fathom five thy father lies:. Of his bones are coral made:. Those are pearls that were his eyes:. Nothing of him that doth fade. But doth suffer a sea-change. Into something rich and strange. Shakespeare - The Tempest). Daddy wake up, time for me to go to school," 8 year-old Kelly shook Gary Preston's shoulder. Gary did not wake up, but Kelly's mom, Colleen, did. Colleen sat up and glanced around the dark bedroom. I think so mommy" said the little girl. Colleen went back into the bedroom and quickly...
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4th Child: 7/8/07 - 7/15/07
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An exercise in following through with an idea and writing just for the fun of it. Saturday, July 14, 2007. Google Like a Rock Star. 8220;Meredith’s mom throws the coolest parties, don’t you think? I looked at the red-headed girl on my left and smiled weakly. Everyone had just finished singing “Happy Birthday,” and we were waiting on the cake and ice cream now. 8220;Yeah, this is the greatest,” I said with what I hoped was convincing enthusiasm. The girl giggled at me, so it must have been. 8220;No, one o...
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4th Child: Dust
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An exercise in following through with an idea and writing just for the fun of it. Sunday, December 23, 2007. Hasnot.settled.choking me. Hello This post is likeable, and your blog is very interesting, congratulations :-). I will add in my blogroll =). If possible gives a last there on my blog, it is about the Dieta. I hope you enjoy. The address is http:/ dieta-brasil.blogspot.com. A hug. April 3, 2008 at 10:56 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Hendersonville, TN, United States. How My Blog Works.
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View From The Pundy House: Does editing work?
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View From The Pundy House. A Writing Revolution Is Born. Wednesday, June 10, 2009. My biggest regret after I published my novel A Half Life Of One. Online was that I hadn't had it professionally edited. A number of reviews pointed out the numerous typos and the odd inconsistency or two. The realisation that I'd previously been sending out an inferior manuscript to a long list of disinterested publishers made me blush with shame. I figure that if I start feeding the newly-edited version of the book online...
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A Story Blook: March 2006
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Tiffany Shaeffer stepped back to check the picture hanging on the wall. It was perfect. 'Finally! She thought as she set the hammer down. Yesterday had been spent moving all her things from the house to her new apartment. Today had been spent unpacking, arranging, and organizing. But finally she was finished. Everything was put away, all the empty boxes broken down and taken out to the recycle bin, and all the pictures hung. But she was exhausted. Mother would say, as though the cancer she had was someho...