Hero · Villain · Goal

Writer · Americans · Hemingway

5 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Ink

Sitting at a desk with pen in hand. "It's us against the world." "Watch out, America." The circle of faces tight...

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Traitor

I was an optimist. I thought that I, like Hemingway, could weave my influence between countries, live in the welcomin...

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Dying in the rain

He couldn't see through the rain. The rain covered everything in sight, like a thick veil of mosquito netting had bee...

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My feet ached, but it was well worth it.

12 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Shrimpy

In the scheme of things, it wasn't a permanent state I was after. Just long enough to get on stage, dance for two min...

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Run.

My hands and feet ache, but it was well worth it. We are nearly there, a couple more hours. Georgie is starving and I...

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Journey with a Cause

My feet ached, but it was well worth it. This is what I said when I completed that trek. The endless days and nights,...

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Potatoes.

20 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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911

"Following up from the fight we had last night Darren" "I don't wanna talk about it Judy" I can see the fear in Darre...

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Potatoes Were My Last Resort

I spent days in the field, hoping to see something bloom. The desert surrounded me like the ocean that surrounds an i...

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potatoes

I got beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, lamb, ham, hogs, dogs, beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, chicken, turkey, r...

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11 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Plugged in

The implant's biggest drawbacks were the headaches. The gear-man had assured her that would abate in time, but meanwh...

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Take Out

Geraldine, I'm serious give me that back, I don't have time for this... Because it's mine. Give it back now. It's rin...

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The Pirate

Johnny, my boyfriend was aptly named. Laura, my dad's girlfriend called him 'The Pirate' because of his long dark cu...

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6 stories · started over 12 years ago
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Growing Potential

The young woman stood in the garden, clutching a bunch of dead flowers. "This place needs a LOT of work," she thoug...

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My dad and I

I've love photography ever since my father got me into it a few years ago. It would be hard to fill in his shoes. Aft...

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Marriage

I clutched onto the flowers. Today was the day. I am only 19 but I am getting married right now. My father was a rich...

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Malcolm's coo became a cry.

4 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Where is the Wheel? Where

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...

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Something in Common

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...

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Traffic Light

Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...

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Hero · Villain · Goal

Private Morlane · Rooster · Let the regiment sleep

5 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Hero at Midnight

Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...

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Come To Snuff the Rooster

Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...

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The Regiment Sleeps

Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...

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Travel light, but take everything with you.

19 stories · started about 15 years ago
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Light travel

I look at the glistening gold clock hung onto the station wall. Time is ticking. So slowly I feel that time has froze...

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The Opportunity

This note. This one note. This small little ticket of joy, was my way out of here. Out of this dump. Where flies cons...

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Perhaps

"Travel light, but take everything with you," he said, his sky eyes looking off into the distance, "you never know wh...

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5 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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On the dotted line

Idyllic farmhouse? Well, appearances can be deceiving, I suppose. If the For Sale sign in front had said, "Abandon a...

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Burning Love

The day it burned down my mother locked herself in her room and wouldn't take any visitors. "Mom, come out of there...

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Sanctuary

The zombies beat upon the door to the church. The flowering vines clung to the brink walls like dead man's fingers, w...

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The pistol was cocked, ready to go.

12 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Highwayman

The pistol was cocked, ready to go. Aiming at the highway man was easy, pulling the trigger was the problem. I couldn...

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Pull the Trigger

The pistol was cocked, ready to go. “Your turn” she said, as my hands trembled in fear. Why was I here? Who was she? ...

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Denny's

The pistol was cocked, ready to go. I was going to show him. I was angry, no, furious. He cut me off! In this city, t...

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