Tag: story
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November 28, 2006 06:53 AM EST --
Yesterday she had a dream about him. He was seen injured and lain unconscious on the stone bench of a park that was seemed familiar to her. He was her classmate in high school. He was always kind . . . more
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November 17, 2006 06:06 AM EST --
It was the hardest winter in his memory. He shivered heavily in the piercing winter wind as the full Moon peeped through the pale yellow sheath of snow. The view of the village in the yellow moonlight . . . more
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August 27, 2007 04:51 PM EDT --
The woman stretched her hand into the blackness in search of something to keep her warm but found nothing. Cold and vacant air and the shadowed earth long forgotten by stars and light. Her fingers . . . more
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November 29, 2006 01:56 AM EST --
He sat in the Metro train to the airport with a swollen heart. His mind hesitated to give up hope and his eyes scanned each metro station for her.
She was his childhood friend. He met her again . . . more
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December 05, 2006 06:23 AM EST --
IT was raining heavily out side. An unexpected thunderbolt banged. Power went out. Mad winds pounded the doors and windows.
Normally he liked the untamed forces . . . more
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March 24, 2007 12:04 PM EDT --
Kitty Shrimpcell sat stuffing chocolates into her mouth; stared out at the window with the sound of Leonard Cohen playing from the record player in the corner. She watched Mrs Gentry leave to go to the . . . more
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October 08, 2007 07:07 PM EDT --
My new short story, Unraveled, is now viewable online at flash fiction magazine Vestal Review. This is just a preview of their online edition, but Unraveled will remain available in both the final . . . more
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June 16, 2008 12:31 PM EDT --
Polly carried the tray to the foot of the stairs. She looked up at the flight of carpeted stairs and sighed. I've been up and down these damned stairs at their beck and call since I started this . . . more
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May 09, 2007 12:53 PM EDT --
Congratulations!
Congratulations! You are the 1,000,000th visitor to this article which means by simply clicking on this ad you will become eligible to receive a special prize in a box professionally . . . more
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October 10, 2007 09:39 AM EDT --
In the neighborhood lived a lion and an antelope and the two fell in love. They were both young and bored and thought themselves misunderstood and took comfort in the other's company. Their love, . . . more
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October 11, 2007 04:10 PM EDT --
The early morning now and you wake in bed and there, scrawled on the ceiling in black paint or motor oil, is a choice. Sleep all day, it reads. The words light and airy within your head. You notice the . . . more
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February 22, 2007 05:02 AM EST --
(This story is linked to the other stories in the series. Matins 1907 etc.)
Il dio รจ il miei testimone e guida, Sister Maria, the refectorian, had said, Sister Teresa remembered walking passed . . . more
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March 28, 2007 07:45 PM EDT --
The Gifted Citizens of Pearl City - Episode #01
Presenting Our Hero
By Charles Lennox
It is our honor to present to you our hero: Bill Macy.
Bill, by some miraculous accident, found . . . more
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June 21, 2007 07:29 PM EDT --
Sandy is an octopus and not. She was born with seven arms, and in the eyes of the cephalopod world this fact alone disqualifies her from being considered a true octopus. (After all, only males . . . more
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October 16, 2007 07:34 PM EDT --
The chair is your dad's. A white fabric recliner someone dumped in the alley. The seat cushion is spill stained and the armrests frazzled to the point where thin locks of padding can be tugged out. . . . more
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February 18, 2008 05:19 AM EST --
The ringing doorbell broke the morning's silence.
- Is that the door, Prudie?
- Is what the door, Mother?
- That ringing, is it the door?
- No, it's the bell, Prudence said, looking . . . more
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February 21, 2008 02:09 PM EST --
In the year 1888 in a house in Paris, Sabine Beyt stands up in the bath and leans over the side and sorts amongst her clothes on the chair beside her. She can't believe that Ludovic actually gave . . . more
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June 14, 2008 04:26 AM EDT --
The tea is over; the farewells said. Mona and Lisa walk from the house along the narrow road to the crossroads. There is a scent of lavender in the air or is it the dress? Lisa muses, glancing back towards . . . more
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March 17, 2007 04:56 PM EDT --
(Exploring a story idea - I might write this as a series.)
"Vampires can't be heroes," Cameron said, shaking her head at Alex's concept for his latest comic.
"Why . . . more
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February 01, 2008 07:55 AM EST --
You walk along the beach with the sand between and beneath your naked toes, the sun touching your skin, the slight breeze feeling your hair. You stop and stare at the sea, the sound of the waves on the . . . more
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