| Cold Shoulder -Wee Stories # 13
| | Dad ignores the roast chicken dinner I prepared; it might as well have been cold shoulder of turkey... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 21-09-07 |
| Words: | 62 | | Comments: | 20 | | Status: | Public |
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| Backing Out - Wee stories #14
| | The unmistakable sound of rolling tyres on smooth tarmac. Cold sweat envelopes her body. Her tongue... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Suspense | | Updated: | 05-10-07 |
| Words: | 146 | | Comments: | 18 | | Status: | Public |
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| Dusk Settled
| | Mapalela Island exists at the confluence of the Chobe and Zambezi Rivers between Zambia, Botswana... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | War | | Updated: | 07-10-07 |
| Words: | 198 | | Comments: | 14 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Jacob's Luck: 34thParallel Contest
| | I foraged in the trashcans at the Johannesburg train station and ate the scraps from working class commuters before finding a hard bench to sleep on. Within moments, two hysterical kids stood before... | | Words: | 339 | | Comments: | 13 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Afghan
| | She scrambled for our Land Rover, squealing for help in her native tongue, clawing at air for a... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | War | | Updated: | 27-05-08 |
| Words: | 253 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Weeping
| | Marianne crossed Willow Bridge twice a month to shop in Willowton, and each time, without fail, she made sure to call on me. I had grown accustomed to her visits, to the way we made love. She painted... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | Romance | | Updated: | 17-10-07 |
| Words: | 1000 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Answer
| | (This is the 200 worder i will eventually hand in tomorrow ((Saturday)) at my Writing group's... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Life | | Updated: | 07-10-07 |
| Words: | 259 | | Comments: | 10 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Bella Made of Glass
| | Bella emptied her desk in record time, shoved pencils and pens into a yellow box, and filed away the last invoice of the day. A renegade smile nestled on her gaunt face. She had filed her leave... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | Drama | | Updated: | 08-10-07 |
| Words: | 1088 | | Comments: | 10 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Swimmer: Challenge #19 ODD
| | Everyday the old man trudges up the hill to contemplate the ocean.... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Drama | | Updated: | 22-11-07 |
| Words: | 75 | | Comments: | 10 | | Status: | Public |
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| Overreaction Challenge #16
| | Mr. Preston, we did everything in our power to saveā¦... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Drama | | Updated: | 23-10-07 |
| Words: | 106 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Public |
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| Life
| | Jan bounced across the sea of sand, reached the top of the hill and suddenly disappeared. We had... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Sci-Fi | | Updated: | 18-10-07 |
| Words: | 200 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Public |
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| A Symphony of Diamonds
| | From the private journals of Lt. Jason Miller: FBI, 1948:... | | Words: | 202 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Public |
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| Detective Rain Godart 1 Revised
| | New ideas for my Novel called FOOTWORK, subtitled Murder is a Drag. I am attempting to place Rain Godart into the essence of the first chapters. Your help will be appreciated, and reciprocated. *****... | | Words: | 741 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Rosalina Part 1
| | The bed is placed on bricks to protect her from the evil spirit they call the Tokolosh. The aroma of liquorice and sunlight soap streaks the air in her small rondavel. Her brain registers dogs yapping... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | War | | Updated: | 28-12-07 |
| Words: | 407 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| House Rules
| | The next 200 word challenge from my writer's group. Must incorporate the words... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | War | | Updated: | 26-10-07 |
| Words: | 212 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| EYE
| | Sometimes I dabble... | | Words: | 132 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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