Tag: life
group name: writing
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August 04, 2007 10:00 AM EDT --
I overslept this morning. And it was lovely.
Usually, on Saturday mornings, . . . more
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September 13, 2007 08:59 PM EDT --
I tried drinking it in undergrad school.
I would hit the main student union building each morning after my 17th Century French Lit class and order a large Styrofoam cup. . . . more
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April 18, 2008 09:48 AM EDT --
Kohl lined eyes watched the fluffy ball, that loomed aimlessly amidst the hills, a lone traveler in the endless sheet of blue. She stretched her arm, hoping to grab it like cotton . . . more
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April 28, 2008 09:01 AM EDT --
Another Monday morning.
Just when one gets used to relaxing weekends, it just disappears. WHOOSH!
Surprisingly, I'm grumpy, irritated and cranky on Mondays, something I don't like. . . . more
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February 26, 2008 12:06 PM EST --
It's like I always say, as long as there are women there's going to be trouble. (Of course I don't mean you, sweetheart.)
Adam started it all when he said, "The woman made me do it," . . . more
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February 25, 2008 02:32 AM EST --
The GOOD and BAD of Married Life
Good... You have someone to bring you toilet paper when you need 20 squares instead of one.
Bad... You have only one square of toilet paper when you need . . . more
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September 02, 2007 01:04 PM EDT --
They descend without warning
Vultures don't use phones, I guess
Or the Internet either.
They scoop without discrimination
Vultures don't care, I guess
About things or anything else . . . more
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October 04, 2007 09:49 PM EDT --
Today I read a wonderful article of Reena D. and while reading it, I was thinking of my friend.Reena's article reminded me those heavy conversations which we had together.This story . . . more
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March 21, 2008 03:50 PM EDT --
"Who are you calling 'Over the Hill,' buster?"
Joseph woke up dazed. Gasping for breath, he sat up straight. His hair was wet and the crisp pillowcase wrinkled, . . . more
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February 08, 2008 11:43 AM EST --
This was on NPR's Talk of the Nation, yesterday - Six-Word Memoirs: Life Stories Distilled
Once Ernest Hemingway was asked to write a full-length story in six words. His response was: . . . more
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November 20, 2007 04:51 PM EST --
Natasha's hair was dark and her eyes were the moody green of the ocean at dawn. Wearing a crimson Trapeze dress, she looks slim, leaning toward angular, and exactly right.
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August 04, 2007 10:42 PM EDT --
An old cocktail story tells of a shabbily dressed man walking about a littered path. He stops many times to pick up discarded paper along the way. Each time, onlookers hear the . . . more
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May 03, 2008 12:10 AM EDT --
It was the only time he felt truly free.
Stan closed the door gently behind him. The cold wind pieced his skin, and, for a moment, he felt his hands glued to the brass handle. The urge to . . . more
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April 30, 2008 10:43 AM EDT --
The heels met the stony gravel.
The sky still a hue of grey. An occasional streak of red and yellow broke the gloom in between. Phyllis loved the city at this hour. An occasional yellow . . . more
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September 25, 2007 06:13 PM EDT --
TODAY @ 5PM ET, join us for an hour long chat with First Chapters winner Terry Shaw to talk about is new book The Way Life Should Be. You've read the reviews, and perhaps you've gotten a chance . . . more
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February 06, 2008 05:27 AM EST --
'' BUTTERFLY BEAUTIFUL '' COPYRIGHT 2007, Lonnie Ray Fowler--inspired by my 6 yr old Grand-daughter, Dakota Le'Ann Petty ......
On the night of August 31st, 2007; when . . . more
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October 05, 2007 09:17 AM EDT --
Gather members:
Thank you all for supporting First Chapters winner, Terry Shaw. Last week his book The Way Life Should Be made the Portland Press-Herald & Maine Sunday Telgram 's bestseller . . . more
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March 14, 2008 09:33 AM EDT --
"Pour it up, Maggie - brown and hot." Sam yelled, as he went through the door.
Maggie's startled look made him stop and stare at the careless morning face.
"Will you . . . more
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March 05, 2008 12:03 PM EST --
When does fact trespass into fiction? I don't know. I can't vouch for every word in a memoir I wrote several years ago.
In "Escape From Mount Moriah," 18 sketches of what it means . . . more
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July 15, 2007 11:51 PM EDT --
I take a walk on the street
Come across dirt
lying everywhere,
on both sides of me.
Mother nature does its part,
but we who come from her,
who have been given life from her,
practice carelessness . . . more
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