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I have 1275 stories published in 10 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 1268622 times and 108 of my stories have been cherry picked.
8 of my 206 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 8 votes

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Sean Lawlor Nelson

American; 40; divorced with 3 kids; I've lived in Sweden and Thailand; and have devoted 40 years to the literary endeavor. I've been a part of this literary community forever; and won many cherry awards from our eminent editors. Thanks to my fellow literati in this community.

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My stories

journal Jan. 24, 2006

By seannelson on Sun, 25 Jun 2006

I woke up this morning with a splintering hangover, my brain pounding, hardly alive. Yeah, my life lately hasn't been that great. Mostly, I live pretty high on the hog. And I'm able to find some positive interests... like reading about all the incredible life-forms on this planet... and seeing them at the zoo.
Autobiography
Certificate U

Dawnmares (and Benvolio, learned fisherman)

By seannelson on Fri, 09 Jun 2006

dawnmares so often they start like starlight: an open night and a cheerful invite from a new pal who seems all right, and might know tricks to besparkle our night; but 2 or 3 slips from 4 to 5,
Autobiography
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Zerse from Portland State Zuniversity

By seannelson on Mon, 05 Jun 2006

here sprawled on a posh, rolling office chair, I'm a speared bear but I still care. months ago, I fed jungle banannas to a baby elephant, now I need mythic manna to pay dorm rent. once I bulled oregon grasslands in my Ford,
Autobiography
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Sundry Pleasures I've Seen

By seannelson on Fri, 02 Jun 2006

parked in a warm wind Desert canyon, blowing mellow smoke and swapping tall tales with Chris Siens, a fiend with a punching bag, a bong, and a fishing rod, easy Marionberry pie at a pine highway restaurant,
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate 18

10 Obscure Lives

By seannelson on Wed, 17 May 2006

the often lush but still blossoming student of life who, sprawled on the grass by a rushing creek in a serene forest park, would drift away into Buddha, Confucius, or Durant
Autobiography
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Certificate 18

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