Jedediah-Smith

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StoryThanksgiving with Darren Wilson Jedediah-Smith211 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Slinking Varmint Jedediah-Smith012 years 1 month ago
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StoryWaiting Jedediah-Smith012 years 6 months ago
StoryStratford Man (Part 2) Jedediah-Smith012 years 9 months ago
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StoryA Scene from "Guilty Parties of New Orleans," a Play in Two Acts Jedediah-Smith013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryFrom a White Rabbit Jedediah-Smith013 years 2 months ago
StoryA Different Prayer For Me Jedediah-Smith113 years 2 months ago
StoryWhere Nothing is Sacred Jedediah-Smith113 years 4 months ago
StoryLove Scene Jedediah-Smith213 years 4 months ago
StoryI Have a Question Jedediah-Smith914 years 3 months ago
StoryYouth Pop Jedediah-Smith314 years 3 months ago

My stories

Waiting

There’s a place in Maine where an old man summers. He’s connected to most of what matters but I want to communicate with him. I was moving toward...
Cherry

A Scene from "Guilty Parties of New Orleans," a Play in Two Acts

2.3. HOME OF CLAY SHAW - 1313 DAUPHINE STREET (A hooded figure in a black robe appears. He puts the needle on a record of a sinister aria. He pours...
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From a White Rabbit

The first little days of Summer could be the dark expanse of biting Winter, for the harvest is bare. When the physical world is shaken the spirit pours forth. You,

Love Scene

EXTERIOR. PARK. DAY. Bernard’s orchestra sets up. There is going to be a picnic here in this huge wooded reserve. I sit alone eating a boxed lunch. Suddenly I notice him leering at me

A Different Prayer For Me

I'm in the cafe. The floor is moving; the vessel rocking. We're in troubled waters. There's a captain somewhere. Upstairs some drunkards; Below the deck it's empty I take a sip of chai

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