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StoryGraduation maudsy213 years 4 months ago
StoryIs This Yours (Ten) maudsy113 years 4 months ago
StoryIs This Yours? (Nine) maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryIs This Yours? (Eight) maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryIs This Yours? (Seven) maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryIs This Yours? (Six) maudsy113 years 4 months ago
StoryIs This Yours? (Three) maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryIs This Yours? (Two) maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryI will go into the Forest maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryIce Sculptures maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryGreener Grass maudsy213 years 4 months ago
StoryEthnic Cleansing, A Child's Allegory: Part II Segregation maudsy113 years 4 months ago
StoryEthnic Cleansing; a Child’s Allegory: Part I Immigration maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryFreed maudsy113 years 4 months ago
StoryEscape from the City (A Spoof) maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryElipsis maudsy013 years 4 months ago
StoryTake the Next Road on your Left (11) maudsy213 years 10 months ago
StoryTake the Next Road on your Left (15 and Epilogue) maudsy213 years 10 months ago
StoryInfinite Sky- entry 3 Highhat1013 years 10 months ago
StoryInfinite Sky Silver Spun Sand1613 years 10 months ago
StoryTake the Next Road on your Left (Teleplay) Part 1 maudsy214 years 2 weeks ago
StoryTen 21st Century Conundrums maudsy214 years 2 months ago
StoryVacant Lot maudsy514 years 4 months ago
StoryHorrorscope maudsy314 years 8 months ago
StoryContinuing the AMERICAN INDIAN BOY'S QUEST TO BECOME A MAN, PART THREE. skinner_jennifer915 years 5 months ago

My stories

The Mezzotint Chapter 6 Dorian Gray

They polished off the Shiraz between them content in the knowledge that, as elderly gentlemen, three glasses of a good red was not only an equitable...

The Mezzotint Chapter 5 part 2 Hope Disappears

‘I have a confession to make’ Creest said ‘As good a place as any’ It was a cliché but the vicar sensed a slice of banality was a requisite to...

The Mezzotint Chapter 5 - Part 1 Hope Disappears

Creest saw nothing of Hope Lincoln over the weekend after their dinner date. He was surprised, and more than a little disappointed, after adding an...

The Mezzotint Chapter 4 Dinner

The cottage Hope Lincoln had rented was one of those picture postcard dwellings that tend to validate an English sentiment that infests itself in...

The Mezzotint Chapter 3 Harriet Part 3

The Vicar discharged a tremulous, exhausted sigh, as if he’d just extracted himself from a lengthy session in the confessional with a particularly...

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