Tag: short stories
group name: writing
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April 17, 2008 08:59 AM EDT --
Lou buried his head in the pillow. The mosquito wasn't so easily fooled. The buzz sliced back and accelerated into his right ear this time. He slapped at it, hammering his ear. He tried to shake out . . .
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November 07, 2009 04:15 AM EST --
Tales from Leprechaunia 84
Father Ignoble's Oversight
Young Father Ignoble walked into the secluded courtyard of the headquarters of the most Holy . . .
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July 08, 2008 12:31 PM EDT --
Her mother would never know, didn't need to know. That was the difference between high school and college anyway. You . . .
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August 25, 2007 05:02 PM EDT --
yellow birches, red maples, and old old oaks offer their leaves to the rain-soaked road, mourning this august twilight, in camouflage for the palm-sized discs of flattened baby snappers. i continue to . . .
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February 18, 2008 06:11 PM EST --
I wanted to let you all know about a new market for previously published short stories. AnthologyBuilder allows you to choose short stories from their database in order to print a customized short . . .
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June 13, 2007 11:34 AM EDT --
Please read Part 1 first. It is HERE.
Part 2:
Celia prodded her husband, Malcolm, to lay out food the caterers brought.
"Malcolm, please use the refrigerated tray for the cole slaw . . .
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July 02, 2007 10:43 PM EDT --
A few years ago, I wrote an article that was syndicated over a lot of writer sites regarding the importance of following publisher guidelines. I think the actual method of submitting a work to a . . .
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August 24, 2007 08:03 PM EDT --
My mom was a very fastidious person when it came to logging the first few years of her children’s lives. I have a very comprehensive . . .
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July 19, 2008 02:32 AM EDT --
We meet in Dewey Decimal 863: I introduce you to Cortázar's Hopscotch .
We hunt around. A safari in the stacks. And then a cup of coffee.
You buy a rose, and dinner.
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December 16, 2008 02:32 PM EST --
On the evening of my last working day for the year I was driving home from my office in Germany. This time I had managed to close all open files and I was comforted by the thought that I wouldn't . . .
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August 22, 2007 10:50 PM EDT --
When I was eight years old my mom was delusional enough to think that she would become a soccer mom. She had a full time job delivering babies, which . . .
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March 22, 2008 07:52 AM EDT --
Victoria had one goal: finish editing her article on the city council's traffic-rerouting plan. As usual, she didn't notice how late it was getting or how . . .
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December 21, 2007 10:55 PM EST --
Hello everyone.
I just wanted to let you know that my short story, "Stones in Her Pockets," which I posted here on Gather several months ago, is going to appear in Predicate , . . .
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December 06, 2007 04:22 PM EST --
There is a man from South Africa
Who danced while using an abacus
Now some people say he did this all day
And also ate Vegemite sandwiches
There is a man from South Africa
Who slept in . . .
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September 30, 2007 10:32 AM EDT --
The Woman Afraid of Dogs
I envision her lying in her bed at night, shoulders sharp, clavicles screaming, and her eyes squeezed shut in anger at ambient starlight.
I see her sitting at the kitchen table . . .
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March 08, 2008 09:27 AM EST --
You know what happens after dark..." is a serialized horror story that appears each Saturday here and on "Under The Eyes Of God." (Installments appear one week later on Gather than they . . .
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October 10, 2008 07:11 AM EDT --
This is a repost of my first article written as a Gather member editor of the Writing Essential group, one year ago. I can't believe it's been a year already; where did the time go?
I realize . . .
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May 03, 2008 08:43 AM EDT --
The author, reading at an Author's Tea on April 19th, 2008 in Dansville, NY
(photo courtesy of Clarence Stephens, Jr. 2008)
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This piece was first published in the Great Mysteries . . .
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July 05, 2008 08:39 PM EDT --
Two weeks out from the Gold Coast, the Portuguese slaver Estrela was making good time. The Estrela had started out with two hundred thirty slaves. One hundred thirty survived.
Her captain, Joan . . .
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August 10, 2008 10:06 PM EDT --
This story won third place in a contest several years ago and was printed in an anthology of the contest winners. Inspired by a painting.
I move in to a new place, give up the cash I’ve hoarded . . .
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