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November | 2012 | Amanda's Writing
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Exploring fiction, faith, and life in the South. One Strange Google Search…. November 28, 2012. November 28, 2012. You might do a double-take if you saw my last Google search – but if you come back tomorrow and read my post for Write On Edge, it will all make sense. What was it? 8220;How do you pick a handcuff lock with a hair pin? Hmmm…I wonder what other spy movie tricks are actually doable? I may have to go back to Google…. November 7, 2012. March 19, 2013. It was a terrifying experience, especially a...
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September | 2013 | Amanda's Writing
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Exploring fiction, faith, and life in the South. September 25, 2013. September 25, 2013. Stepping into her childhood home was like stepping into another world. She stopped in the living room and shrugged off her coat. Closing her eyes for a moment, she breathed deep, savoring the aroma of fresh baked bread with butter and potato soup, the warmth of the cracking fire, and the overwhelming sense of peace. 8221; She kept her voice low. He tossed his coat over a chair. “Yeah. Yours? On Don’t Tell.
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Too Late? | Amanda's Writing
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Exploring fiction, faith, and life in the South. December 7, 2012. March 20, 2013. She lost herself in the dancing flicker of the candlelight, her mind reaching back to a time when everything was right in her life. A smile slowly curved her lips. Remember the bonfire at Blake’s house? It was a tradition started by a classmate’s family a bonfire the night before homecoming, part of a huge party for the entire community. Her smile faded as memories of the bonfire led to memories of the next night. That’s w...
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Abandoned | Amanda's Writing
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Exploring fiction, faith, and life in the South. April 11, 2013. April 12, 2013. This place gave her the creeps. She shivered as she walked up the stone steps, slick with moisture, and pulled her jacket tighter against the cold mist. It felt so lonely and empty here, like something out of a horror movie. No wonder they chose this for their meeting place. 8220;You’re going to regret it. Bringing her into this was a mistake.”. Watts That was surprising. He was usually the obedient follower, never quest...
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December | 2012 | Amanda's Writing
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Exploring fiction, faith, and life in the South. December 7, 2012. March 20, 2013. She lost herself in the dancing flicker of the candlelight, her mind reaching back to a time when everything was right in her life. A smile slowly curved her lips. Remember the bonfire at Blake’s house? It was a tradition started by a classmate’s family a bonfire the night before homecoming, part of a huge party for the entire community. Her smile faded as memories of the bonfire led to memories of the next night. That’s w...
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mamakat | Amanda's Writing
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Exploring fiction, faith, and life in the South. November 6, 2012. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. On Don’t Tell.
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Don’t Tell | Amanda's Writing
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Exploring fiction, faith, and life in the South. September 25, 2013. September 25, 2013. Stepping into her childhood home was like stepping into another world. She stopped in the living room and shrugged off her coat. Closing her eyes for a moment, she breathed deep, savoring the aroma of fresh baked bread with butter and potato soup, the warmth of the cracking fire, and the overwhelming sense of peace. 8221; She kept her voice low. He tossed his coat over a chair. “Yeah. Yours? September 25, 2013 at 10:...
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Wired | Amanda's Writing
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Exploring fiction, faith, and life in the South. July 16, 2013. January 25, 2014. The door creaked softly as Evan followed me in. I leaned closer to the nearest screen. I couldn’t look at him, not yet. He could read me too well. I didn’t want him to know how shaken up I really felt. 8220;Do you think he knows you were wired? 8221; His voice was right beside me. 8220;We didn’t – Keith hacked the one that’s built in.”. Evan put his hand on my shoulder. “Casey? I tried to tell him sure, I’m fine, I al...
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Chills | Amanda's Writing
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Exploring fiction, faith, and life in the South. November 7, 2012. March 19, 2013. Something was very wrong. A chill crept over me as I stood, staring at the strange way the light refracted through the glassthe broken glass of a locked door, in the building where I stood alone. Or did I? My heart started pounding as I realized that the break in had occurred recently, within the two hours or so since I had last stood here which meant those responsible might still be inside. 6 thoughts on “ Chills. You und...