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StoryH) Equine Heroes - Horses To The Rescue! jennifer013 years 3 months ago
StoryI Should Have Been Different jennifer013 years 3 months ago
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StoryDo I write too much? jennifer213 years 3 months ago
StoryDigging up humans jennifer013 years 3 months ago
StoryDetail No. 1 jennifer013 years 3 months ago
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StoryFor the Cause jennifer013 years 3 months ago
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My stories

Cherry

How to write fiction

How to write fiction (12th January, 2012) To write fiction, there has to be a catalyst: a reaction to an incident, a clenched fist. You see, it doesn’t just occur naturally -

The Prawn Sandwich

Black Shoes/Prawn Sandwich Comp. Entry
Cherry

Want and Need

Want and Need (24th November, 2011) The weight of your silence makes me feel old: lead weight replacing a promise of gold. Resurrect your idol just where she fell,

Unbelievable Plea!

Unbelievable Plea! (8th November,2011) Dear all that read and write on ABC, (So many already been good to me!) There’s two days left in which to get my book
Gold cherry

The Gap

The Gap (8th November, 2011) The silence that interrupts a conversation; where the pins drop, no-one knows, but we have all felt that strange sensation, that frozen moment of

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