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Gradually.

16 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Special Skills

Gradually, Houdini slipped out of his handcuffs. He unshackled his legs and wriggled out of his straitjacket. He was ...

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Genesis

Slowly it built, piece by piece. The atoms of its essence compiling line after line, upwards and outwards, exploding ...

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A Great Morning

"Big wheels keep on turnin'..." Paul's hands beat on the steering wheel in time with Lynyrd Skynrd as he drove down t...

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6 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Remembering November.

The building I lived in was old, rusty around the doorknobs, the 14th floor was still half under construction. The we...

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This Building in Reverse

My word muscles are stiff. My writing bones ache. The prose reads like a bruise. I burst bored air through my lips, ...

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Laying Siege

I lay siege to it. This was war and a fast and furious assault seemed the surest course. There was a front to push fo...

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Malcolm's coo became a cry.

4 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Where is the Wheel? Where

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...

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Something in Common

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...

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Traffic Light

Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...

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Vanquished.

18 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Short for Nothing

Your foundation was laid a long time ago. You said it was always the same, just before. His voice offering up your na...

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Beautiful

Monica Albott had never been beautiful. Sure, she had been cute, pretty even, but never beautiful. She said this ove...

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Morning trouble

Creeping up again. That is what I thought as as I woke up in my nice but dull apartment. The life I had made for myse...

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11 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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fascade

He stood outside the castle, looking in. That little fence was all that separated him from the world of imagination....

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Billy was steadfastly unimpressed. "Can we go home now?" he asked. "But, Billy, don't you want to see the top of th...

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True Story

My throat ached from a barrage of overpriced, fried abuse. My voice was hoarse, having spent most of the day screamin...

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Hero · Villain · Goal

Chicken · Road · Reach the other side

8 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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I was twelve years old when I first sat behind the wheel. I was very nervous to drive but as I was very much into car...

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For Want of a Recipe

"Don't you realize you can make a cake WITHOUT any the products of my femininity?" asked the chicken. She fluffed he...

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A chicken's fear

I have anxiety issues okay? I swear every time I come here its the same goddamn thing. All I need is to walk, so I ap...

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I shot my butler.

12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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I Shot My Butler

I shot my butler. He was a mole! I should have known. I'm trained to tell whether someone is lying or not. I'm a secr...

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I shot my butler.

I shot my butler. I never really wanted to though, He was a kind man. It was a week ago, and since then I've been a...

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Twist Endings

"I shot my butler." I threw the manuscript across the room. Grabbed a scotch. No. Wait. Wanted a scotch, grabbed a bo...

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Hero · Villain · Goal

Violinist · Cat · Desert Island Concert

6 stories · started almost 17 years ago
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daytime dream

about 6 years ago, at the time I firstly thought about study in UK. So I prepare the ielts in Shanghai. When I finish...

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Letter from a Desert Island

He opened the letter from his cousin, reluctantly breaking open the blue air-mail envelope. Who uses old-fashioned sn...

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Walking and Thinking

The rain pounded on his jacket and head like furious warriors attempting to break the city's gates. His paced quick...

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Water.

11 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Power of water.

Where the sun sets, and the wind blows, two girls run across the ocean, having fun with each other. The two girls liv...

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You know how people always use that metaphor of how an iceberg shows a small portion of the story, but the ice travel...

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Space-worthy

If humans are mostly water, what happens when you remove it? This was the idle yet macabre thought that raced throu...

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Taste.

12 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Overcompensation

In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...

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Overcompensation

In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...

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Flavors.

I can taste the tingle on my tongue the second it touches. I can smell the sweet/sour, crisp, smell. The food is amaz...

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