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The end of NaNoWriMo (But Not the Story)

It’s just after eight in the evening and my dog is staring at me from the hallway. The cheap, red wine is coursing through my veins, warming my body like a well earned hug, but its warm happiness is only … Continue reading

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Spring Cleaning (This is why i don’t need drugs…)

Spring cleaning! While trying to consolidate all the garbage i have piling up on my computer, i decided to publish some of it here. This was an article i wrote around the end of 2013. Don’t worry; I’m not going … Continue reading

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How I Didn’t Make it to Work Today (Repost)

NOTE: I originally wrote this in the winter of 2014. I try to post an updated version of this every year and send the article off to the GCRTA in hopes to receive some answer from them. To this date, … Continue reading

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No More Lying to Yourself

Sara did what she could to keep the tears back. Sitting at the edge of her king size bed, through glistening eyes she stared out the window to watch the cold purples and dark blues of dusk slowly give away … Continue reading

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5 Minute Paragraph

It seems that i’m still struggling to get anything out. I have finally hammered down all the “whos” and “whys” of my fantasy story… but now it has come to the fun part of turning the Outline into a full … Continue reading

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The Traveler

The air was filled with an acrid stench as the Traveler pulled his heavy chains behind him. His heavy cloak, sodden with ichor from the innards of his subterranean refuge clung to his withering body as it left a slimy … Continue reading

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The Clerk

Hunched on the ground, his spine nearly twisted over his swollen gun, the gaunt man pushes his dirty hands into the plastic of a package. The grocery clerk, dark eyed and nearly seething with numbness, imagines the plastic to be … Continue reading

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