| TELLING THE TRUTH
| | My name is Rumbi but you can call me Ruth. I am 17 and live in a small town in Zimbabwe that you... | | Words: | 587 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| CONFLICT MEDIATION AT WORK: Intro
| | CONFLICT MEDIATION AT WORK: Getting from Dispute to Resolution ____________________________________________________________ INTRODUCTION ______________ [All work here is © Copyright 2008, to the... | | Words: | 2065 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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| CONFLICT MEDIATION AT WORK: 1
| | CONFLICT MEDIATION AT WORK: Getting from Dispute to Resolution CHAPTER ONE: UNDERSTANDING CONFLICT AND MEDIATION [All work here is © Copyright 2008, to the Author] [Please ensure that you have read... | | Words: | 2561 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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| CAREER CHANGE 1
| | Why do I always get job interviews on days like this? A hot, dry, dusty day. I feel uncomfortable in... | | Words: | 748 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| WHERE THE EAGLE FLIES WITH THE DOVE
| | I love days like today. I love being here. On days like this I am in love with Life and the whole World. Bright sunshine, and crisp cool air. A spring in my step, despite my age! Haha! A beautiful... | | Words: | 819 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| 16 FRAMES A SECOND
| | So there she is. So there I am. Sitting in my watering hole at Café Metro. She walks back into my... | | Words: | 356 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| FORBIDDEN FRUIT 1
| | Somewhere way back when, I don’t even know exactly when, I made a career decision. My ambition was... | | Words: | 665 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| A Song for Europe
| | “Ich bin ein Berliner.” I am a sausage-burger. The words echoed senselessly down the ages.... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | dark | | Updated: | 05-05-08 |
| Words: | 353 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Syd’s Last Trip
| | Under lime green sky in tangerine meadows... | | Poetry | | Genre: | dark | | Updated: | 01-05-08 |
| Words: | 414 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| For Sandy, (6.1.1947 - 21.4.1978)
| | Across my evening sky The last bird was leaving But then you knew The storms of Winter had set in I do not count the time But thirty years has passed Slightly less than your age And it was time for... | | Poetry | | Genre: | Elegy | | Updated: | 24-04-08 |
| Words: | 307 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| Narcissus
| | We, You and I that is, have an open relationship... | | Words: | 230 | | Comments: | 9 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Answerphone Message
| | Plaese leave your message after the tone ...... ...... ..... ...... ...... ....... ....... ............ | | Words: | 274 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Reader |
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| NUMBER ONE FAN
| | It looks like she’s used it as an emergency sanitary towel.I examine my furled typescript cast back in my direction. “Sorry about your latest assignment Sam” Irene Everack, the tutor exasperates... | | Words: | 1972 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Rear Gunner
| | The Year is 1943. It’s strange. Isn’t it? Trying to imagine yourself in a time to which you don’t belong. Would I have behaved the way I am now? Probably, not. You would have been sucked into... | | Poetry | | Genre: | War | | Updated: | 18-04-08 |
| Words: | 632 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| A RIGHT TO WRONG: Part Two
| | I spluttered. “You had me going there for a minute.’’ ‘’You’re going nowhere John’’ Toni said, inspecting the cuffs, euphemistically adding ‘’except for a long stretch.’’... | | Words: | 3573 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| A RIGHT TO WRONG: Part One
| | Another bottle of Gin. Another packet of 20. These two guys and the blue flicker of my computer console were my only company in real time. Tuesday 11th March. 10pm. I’d finished my lecture notes and... | | Words: | 2775 | | Comments: | 9 | | Status: | Reader |
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| LADY JOSEPHINE’S REVENGE
| | Extract from a novel, exploring underlying issues and erotic tensions in contemporary English country life The silver BMW negotiated its way from the ‘executive estate’ called New Burlow down the... | | Words: | 3468 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Reader |
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| WAITING FOR YOU IN THE DARKENED ROOM
| | I lie in the half-dark semi-conscious cosiness of my world, prepared for you. Here in the chamber of my bedroom are new visions to explore. My room is clothed in rich drapes, hung with tasteful... | | Words: | 759 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Her Secret Lover
| | Secrets told grow golden on lips sealed... | | Words: | 215 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| A GOOD LISTENER
| | George was a man of many thoughts and few words. His devoted wife, Elsie was almost the polar opposite. There never was a cross word between them. In truth though, that was down to George’s habit of... | | Words: | 2750 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| Experimental Semiotics
| | [This is purely an exercise. If you cut the text below and paste into WORD, then change the font to... | | Words: | 124 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| cityscape
| | TOWERBLOCKFLATSFROMTHE20THFLOOR... | | Words: | 42 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Manifesto
| | Do you think you would find the following political programme appealing ? ·We will always listen to the unemployed ·We will never undermine people who are ready to go the extra mile ·We will always... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Genre: | Politics | | Updated: | 13-04-08 |
| Words: | 324 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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