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Renata ♥ Mark: Chapter 6 “Latching"

Working on a literary novel vaguely inspired by Diane Schuler, who was a seemingly normal suburban Mom who drunk-drove with her kids the wrong way down the highway and killed them all; she had hidden longstanding alcoholism from her family for years. I was inspired by that kind of self delusion to write a similar long form story.
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For Present Company

These streets and their cigarette butts. They lie dead in the puddles like forgotten men. They’ll be gone soon in the coming slush. Winter’s...
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Sophrayni's Quiet Hunt Chapter 9.

Chapter 9. Rescue. “But you’ll have to face Wilgan and her eventually,” Tess said, frowning. “Why not now?” “Yes, you’re right,” Sophrayni said...
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Amanderella and the Mystery of Wittering Crags. Chapter 10.

Chapter Ten. Capturing the Beast. Amanderella woke early, as she always did when there was a puzzle to solve. The air in her room at the Pig and...
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So Long, Farewell, Goodbye (2)

I boarded the plane, flying the usual... economy. It wasn’t a far stretch; I did it all the time when I wasn’t flying private. “Where are you headed...
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The Bungalow-16

Continued from Chapter 15: The Bungalow-15 | ABCtales “Do you normally buy your milk in, er…” Detective Rees looked down at his tablet – “Capple...
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Present, Fifteen (6)

The door came open into the hall and stayed open, and for two or three seconds there was nothing in the doorway at all. Then a boy came out. He came...
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Present, Fifteen (5)

Dr. Kesler came at ten past two with his bag and a topcoat over his suit and he was in the hall for nineteen minutes. Ledwell stood at the corner and...

September Haiku

The wind's whistled tune- September's song is out now! Hear it while you can1
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Amanderella and the Mystery of Wittering Crags. Chapter 9.

Chapter Nine. The Lecture. Amanderella took a seat along the side wall. The hall wasn’t crowded, but it wasn’t empty either. About a dozen people had...
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Sophrayni's Quiet Hunt Chapter 8.

Chapter 8. Tess. The girl sat on the edge of the bed and began to talk. “I was six when my parents died. One moment they were there—laughing, arguing...
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Our Little Secrets

Our Little Secrets I’ve given this swan a secret name, as people like me have to. I'm more open with my houseplants. Amongst others I have: Stanley...
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The Better for Relegation

He liked his old fleece, but she hated that mud colour gloomy – it grated, and made him look sallow and sad – when gifted another one, glad for the...
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The worst machine ever

What probably happens
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Renata ♥ Mark: Chapter 5

Working on a literary novel vaguely inspired by Diane Schuler, who was a seemingly normal suburban Mom who drunk-drove with her kids the wrong way down the highway and killed them all; she had hidden longstanding alcoholism from her family for years. I was inspired by that kind of self delusion to write a similar long form story.
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Present, Fifteen (4)

Sheriff T. H. Bowman got there at twelve twenty and the lot had nine cars in it that did not belong to the school. Joyce watched him from the office...
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Old Walls - Part 1

‘Look,’ Roz gazed across the road in disbelief, ‘someone’s moving into Old Walls.’ Simon glanced up from his Ipad, his eyes sharpening as his mind...

Losing Track of Time

A short exercise using the prompt "losing track of time". Written by hand in 10 minutes.

Picking at Poetry

Picking at poetry, like picking at scabs, rhyming couplets, anytime, I think they're just so fab. Tercets and trochees, they’re tempting, they're a...
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