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These are original fictional stories or parts of stories that I either wrote or am in the process of writing.
My Three Talents
My Three Talents To fly in the sky on just the first try and without the use of a plane I could be anywhere without even a care, some might think that I’m truly insane. For the money I’ll save … Continue reading →
It happened one night…
It Happened One Night… ‘Twas a dark and stormy night. Have you ever wanted to begin a story with that line? Sure, it’s cliché and really might make a lot of people turn away from your story, but what if … Continue reading →
Peeves
Peeves (a Herman and Otto story) Otto and Herman were sitting on a park bench, watching the cars go by. “There goes another one!” grumbled Otto. “Another what?” was Herman’s retort already knowing what Otto was going to say. “Another … Continue reading →
Alien Nation
Alien Nation According to the dictionary: an alien is defined as: a foreigner, especially one who is not a naturalized citizen of the country where they are living. a hypothetical or fictional being from another world. Dissimilar, inconsistent, or opposed, … Continue reading →
Beauty is…
Beauty is… Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I would have to add that it is also in the ear of the beholder. Going to sleep at night to the sound of rain falling by my window as … Continue reading →
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Take the Fall
Take the Fall Roger looked at Steve and said, “The time has come.” Spring and summer were the worst times of the year to commit crimes. Way too much daylight. But now that Fall was here and Daylight Standard time … Continue reading →
“O” My!
“O” my! One has to be observant as a writer. You need to be aware of what is happening around you both visually and auditorially, for that is where you get your ideas from to create. Thinking about it, you … Continue reading →
Jill
Jill Will looked at his youngest daughter, Jill, and just shook his head. “Why are you so lazy?” he asked. “You should be like your older sisters Wendy and Tess. They at least do work and help … Continue reading →
The Dreamcatcher
The Dreamcatcher According to some Native American traditions, dreamcatchers were hung above cradles as a way to protect the infants that were in them. Its purpose was for the dreamcatchers to absorb those evil spirits that might want … Continue reading →
Pick a Door
Pick a Door It was the grand opening of a new museum in New York City, The Metropolitan Museum of Self Awareness. It was the first of its kind. I read the brochure describing the museum, but it didn’t make … Continue reading →
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