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StoryTHE TRIALS OF AN ANGEL (part1) Ed Crane63 years 8 months ago
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My stories

Cherry

IQ test 3

Somebody had flung a scratchy blanket over my body to bury the unwashed. I woke up to the stench of my own body bathed in sweat. Eyes plumped by lack...
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A refugee

Your life laid bare The sudden intimacy of violence Blood in the air Fully exposed. They place their faith Your lips, your tits, your cunt You squat...
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Ernie at the edge of the world

Ernie left his flat on the eight floor of Dunswin Court at around three o’clock in the morning. He’s got two bedrooms, but only uses one to live in...
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the big malky

Frank took two days to hitchhike down to London. The Big Smoke. First night sleeping in a plastic bin bag sheltering from the rain outside Piccadilly...
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Tribe

Mourn too late at the thrown bones of fate. Small ghettoes of the mind, open for business Better to keep thought away Scores to settle Wait for a...

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1820 of my comments have received 1870 Great Feedback votes

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the intestines of novels are

Posted on Mon, 13 Jul 2020

the intestines of novels are always tricky, especially when you're eating and drinking and talking. Life can get messy. Words we can hide behind. 

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Posted in Work Lunchbreak Flash, Alfresco at The Colonial Cafe

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‘For Christ sake, the dog’s

Posted on Sun, 05 Jul 2020

‘For Christ sake, the dog’s giving birth on my bed. Don’t just stand there, bloody do something.’

A dog giving birth on a bed is a good opening, but to leave the voice unattributed, hanging, as the opening sentence is equivalent of opening...

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Posted in The Human Touch: Chapter One

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when you're doing something,

Posted on Sun, 05 Jul 2020

when you're doing something, you're doing something else. you're being someone (else). 

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Posted in Ironing, a woman's half hour

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I guessed that Harrison would

Posted on Sat, 04 Jul 2020

I guessed that Harrison would become Grant. Good start to the body-swap story genre (if such a genre exists?)

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Posted in "Past and Present" Chapter 1

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good story. I don't think you

Posted on Wed, 24 Jun 2020

good story. I don't think you need to reiterate about the cancer being in the middle of Jeff's stomach. 

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Posted in I Can Never Say Sorry…

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yes - and moe. But we can but

Posted on Sun, 21 Jun 2020

yes - and moe. But we can but try to define it. 

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Posted in What is Love?

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hail, spring indeed. 

Posted on Sun, 14 Jun 2020

hail, spring indeed. 

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Posted in This year's walk...(08)

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for perhaps the first time,

Posted on Fri, 12 Jun 2020

for perhaps the first time, the younger generation can no longer expect to have a better life than their parents. That's the saddest part. As you mention, the rich had it easy. They still do. The poor had bleak and short lives, or so we would...

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Posted in Living In Another Era.

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there's hope for us all

Posted on Tue, 09 Jun 2020

there's hope for us all -eventually. 

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Posted in The Interviewee (2045)

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thnaks delibetely ev and

Posted on Mon, 08 Jun 2020

thnaks delibetely ev and everyone else who vetured in. Let's get out there and write (there should be some dramatic music here).  

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