| The Mating Game
| | Contestant ..1: Well, Bob, I enjoy reading Chaucer, Joyce and Faulkner when I'm not delegating responsibilities at the business I own and manage single handedly." Schmo Bob: "Yes. Uh, interesting. I... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 03-07-08 |
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| My subconscious is a pre-cog
| | This morning I thought, "Gosh, self - there's a lot of things you're just not getting done. Why does... | | Words: | 568 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| In final days
| | Growing up I never knew my father. A few men over the years have taken over the roll as "male... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 25-06-08 |
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| R.I.P. Vidal Sasoon 1500
| | In the early hours of November 29, 2006, Vidal Sasoon 1500 passed away peacefully in its home.... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 25-06-08 |
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| We're writing a story...
| | A choke-hold on my throat; a heat flows through my veins. As if I've been set afire and I'm naked in... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 26-07-07 |
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| A Chimerical Paradise
| | To be certain, there's nothing so alive as the light of sun on skin. The sun is quixotic; romancing... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 13-06-07 |
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| Kansas
| | If only one could put into words the sounds of the crickets on the river bank that morning in Kansas. The sound of the slow flow of the water, the wind in the grass. The feel of the crisp early... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 15-04-07 |
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| Echoes from the past
| | I am 19 years old and have just moved from a small one bedroom apartment to a large three bedroom... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 12-04-07 |
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| Without Words
| | Every day he comes into the diner at exactly 1:30 p.m. for his afternoon coffee. He is 70 years old... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 12-04-07 |
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| The Enigmatic Storyteller
| | My tale does not primarily concern itself with a person of any significance, rather a stranger... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 12-04-07 |
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| Blind Spots
| | I fully realize that it's been quite some time since I wrote something divinely smashing in my blog.... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 12-04-07 |
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| The Odd Grinning Man
| | I used to see him often, shuffling down the street to the familiar hang-out for the elderly male... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 12-04-07 |
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