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StoryVicious maggyvaneijk2014 years 4 months ago
StoryLouise and Swifty hudsonmoon214 years 4 months ago
StoryLove is in the Air (A Green Wheelbarrow IP) hudsonmoon1114 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Little Lady well-wisher614 years 4 months ago
StoryFat Girl maggyvaneijk1814 years 4 months ago
StoryRoom For No Angel (I.P.) oldpesky3114 years 4 months ago
StoryAll the women in my family smoke maggyvaneijk1814 years 4 months ago
StoryStumble itsnotnatural414 years 4 months ago
StoryThe MMR vaccine Terrence Oblong514 years 4 months ago
StoryABC tales Bad Writing Prize! ( I P ) skinner_jennifer1614 years 4 months ago
StoryBad Writing (IP) The Other Terre...514 years 4 months ago
Forum topicWhere Are You From? Dynamaso7814 years 4 months ago
StoryDrama Attempt : “Magic Moments” (IP) well-wisher414 years 4 months ago
StoryOne Shirley Temple and Five Pints of Stella maggyvaneijk2214 years 4 months ago
StoryIgor Makes a Friend hudsonmoon214 years 4 months ago
StoryPeeing with Whitman hudsonmoon414 years 4 months ago
StoryIgor Gets the Finger hudsonmoon214 years 5 months ago
StoryHans Gets Stollen hudsonmoon214 years 5 months ago
StoryWhy Diner Sores are Extinct hudsonmoon214 years 5 months ago
StoryLet's Start Again oldpesky2214 years 5 months ago
StoryFinding Art M_C_Green614 years 5 months ago
StoryNo Place Like Home markbrown614 years 5 months ago
StoryMarshmallow spiltmilk414 years 6 months ago
StoryBathroom spiltmilk514 years 6 months ago
StoryThe day nothing much happened 4/4 Geoffrey214 years 9 months ago

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My stories

Writing the Alphabet Revisited

I had to redo this. My wife didn't like it. I do as I'm told. Writing the alphabet is becoming one of my favorite past times. It's a great way to bring the muse on. Works for me anyway.
Story of the week

Soul Shavings (A Shady Cloister IP)

I imagine it’s because she may be keeping secrets. What is she listening to? is what the voice in my head keeps asking.

The House of Waffles

George was no longer noticed around the house. To the extent that one day they forgot to set him a place at the breakfast table. “Aren’t you forgetting someone?” he laughed.

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