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StoryA Telephone Call luigi_pagano511 years 1 month ago
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StoryThe East End Butcher Boy Song hudsonmoon711 years 1 month ago
StoryTea and Stupidity hudsonmoon211 years 2 months ago
StoryDays of Wine and Texting hudsonmoon311 years 2 months ago
StorySunday in the Park with Schmeckenpepper hudsonmoon411 years 2 months ago
StoryMayo and Moonbeams hudsonmoon411 years 2 months ago
StoryI Forgot All About That - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon211 years 2 months ago
Forum topicThe Myth of Writer's Block Craig Steven711 years 2 months ago
StoryBoz and Hans - A Re-Post hudsonmoon811 years 2 months ago
StoryCelia Acts Up hudsonmoon411 years 2 months ago
StoryCarlos hudsonmoon111 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Papal Papers hudsonmoon111 years 2 months ago
StoryIgor Gets Mucky hudsonmoon111 years 2 months ago
StoryCrow hudsonmoon111 years 2 months ago
StoryBoyfriend Trouble (1982) Canonette1511 years 2 months ago
StoryBoz and Hans hudsonmoon011 years 2 months ago
StorySnowed - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon611 years 2 months ago
StoryGrimm Doings hudsonmoon111 years 2 months ago
StoryHans Gets Ugly hudsonmoon111 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Old Man and the Moon hudsonmoon511 years 2 months ago
StoryA Clustering hudsonmoon111 years 2 months ago
StoryWhispering at the Moon hudsonmoon311 years 2 months ago
StoryBrush Strokes and Vodka hudsonmoon311 years 2 months ago

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Almost on Vacation Blues

Our friends all scattered this summer and vacationed in various parts of Europe. One couple even got engaged in Norway. We don't have any vacation...
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The Scrambled Detective - A Craven Danger Mystery

The Scrambled Detective All my life has been a silly dream with a lousy pay day and plenty of days off. Maybe I wasn’t born to be a detective at all...
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Sunday in the Park with Craven

Sunday in the Park with Craven Central Park A Sunny day in April, 1948 “Step right up! Get your red hot poems here! Only two bits a piece! I write ‘...

Looking For the Goodness in All Things - Part Two of Three

“Mayor Rump!” cried his personal assistant. “Miss Megan to see you!” “Liar!” “What?” said Megan. “I know my Megan’s. And you are not a Megan," said...
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Looking For the Goodness in All Things - Part One of Three

Looking for the Goodness in All Things “I don’t want to close my eyes, Daddy.” “Why?” “‘Cause bad dreams happen when I do.” “Sweetheart, sometimes...

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