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StoryI Can't Help Wishing Christopher fatboy74818 years 8 months ago
StoryNothing Ever Really Happens fatboy74328 years 8 months ago
StoryA Letter To Remember airyfairy318 years 8 months ago
StoryDogs london_calling79218 years 8 months ago
StoryA perfect day KiriKit118 years 9 months ago
StoryNow We Are Sick Ewan48 years 9 months ago
StoryCOUNTRY ESTATE (LONDON) Linda Wigzell Cress88 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Picture Ranch 3 Ewan148 years 9 months ago
StoryDad was "Old School" jolono218 years 9 months ago
StoryMadeline Farish with Vocals hudsonmoon28 years 9 months ago
StoryHeatwave Ewan118 years 9 months ago
StoryKuini Takes a Break Philip Sidney108 years 9 months ago
StoryAlmost on Vacation Blues hudsonmoon98 years 10 months ago
StoryHate Thy Neighbour – Racism In The 1970s Truth42188 years 10 months ago
StoryMy Other Life is Philip Sidney528 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Scrambled Detective - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon118 years 11 months ago
StoryGrimms5 celticman199 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCold Call Philip Sidney149 years 2 weeks ago
StorySunday in the Park with Craven hudsonmoon109 years 1 month ago
StoryA Universe between Twilights maudsy29 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Restructure Roundel airyfairy239 years 2 months ago
StoryLooking For the Goodness in All Things - Part Two of Three hudsonmoon69 years 2 months ago
StoryLooking For the Goodness in All Things - Part One of Three hudsonmoon119 years 2 months ago
StoryTwink Ed Crane99 years 2 months ago
StoryMary Jane in a Bottle hudsonmoon79 years 3 months ago

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My stories

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The Fresh Air Kid

That clock you see in the Lost Weekend — the one Ray Milland looks up at when he’s standing in front of the closed pawn shop is located at 1501 Third...
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Look Before You Leap - A Craven Danger Mystery

“I don’t know how you can stand on your own two feet after the way you were wolfing down those plates at the automat last night.” “Cut it out, Betty...
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A Queen's Story

What’s troubles me while writing these memory pieces is why my family moved around so much. In 1966 we left Manhattan for good, moving to an...
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Graduation Day

Elmhurst, Queens, Winter 1968 I was sitting in a front row balcony seat with my feet up on the railing; smoking a cigarette. Kool extra longs. It’s...
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My Cat Never Sang for My Father

Flushing, Queens, Fall 1966 I heard my father’s footsteps as he made his way up the stairs. “What are you doing to that cat?” he shouted. We didn’t...

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