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in her own write: errrr...

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In her own write. My fiction and other "creative" writing. Sunday, April 1, 2007. Move along.nothing to see here. Jellyfish drifting in the current like dandelion seeds on an errant wind. Find me on Facebook! Follow me on Twitter. You asked for it. Well, maybe you didn't. But it's here anyway. It's been a long time since I wrote anything halfway creative, so I've joined a "blog tour" group that will hopefully let me do just that. Thank you and enjoy. I'm bored therefore I blog.

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in her own write: creative writing, 4/19/08

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In her own write. My fiction and other "creative" writing. Friday, April 18, 2008. Creative writing, 4/19/08. So here are the elements for this week's blogroll:. Someone or something French. Argh I have totally run up against a wall here. This one might be a little late in coming. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jellyfish drifting in the current like dandelion seeds on an errant wind. Find me on Facebook! Follow me on Twitter. You asked for it. Thank you and enjoy. I'm bored therefore I blog.

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Writer's Block: Highway 10 To Anywhere

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Sunday, April 29, 2007. Highway 10 To Anywhere. This is one of my favorite pieces, written in 2004. Because it is one of my own favorites, I will use it as the inaugural story at Writer's Block. HIGHWAY 10 TO ANYWHERE. 8220;I’m hot-headed, check it and see, I got a reefer of a hundred and three! Joey’s raspy voice filled the car, singing along very badly to the radio. 8220;You idiot,” I said sharply, glancing over at him as I drove. “It’s hot. Of a hundred and three. Geez, sing it right, will you? I was ...

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Writer's Block: May 2010

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Sunday, May 2, 2010. This blog is closed. This blog has been closed. Please visit my new blog, Two Dozen Other Stupid Reasons. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I always did want to grow up to be a writer. Unfortunately, you can't always get what you want. View my complete profile. Read What's Been Writ By These Friends. I'm Bored, Therefore I Blog. In Her Own Write. Read What's Been Writ By Me.

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Writer's Block: April 2008

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Saturday, April 5, 2008. The midnight air was biting; it was sharp and cold as he drew his breath in, letting it out again in a gusty sigh. He collapsed against the car, a 1985 dark blue Cressida that gleamed against the blackness of the sky behind it. Taking another deep breath, the icy tingles in his lungs somehow calming, he opened the door and slung himself into the driver’s seat. He closed his eyes, allowing his head to fall against the seat, and he relaxed. His heart beat slowed. He was tempted onc...

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in her own write: April 2007

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In her own write. My fiction and other "creative" writing. Sunday, April 1, 2007. Move along.nothing to see here. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Jellyfish drifting in the current like dandelion seeds on an errant wind. Find me on Facebook! Follow me on Twitter. You asked for it. Well, maybe you didn't. But it's here anyway. It's been a long time since I wrote anything halfway creative, so I've joined a "blog tour" group that will hopefully let me do just that. Thank you and enjoy. I'm bored therefore I blog.

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Writer's Block: July 2007

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Monday, July 9, 2007. Kurt read back what he had written and frowned. He pounded the desk with his fist. 8220;It’s shit,” he said disgustedly, his own voice echoing in the emptiness of the house. He clicked and highlighted the text, stabbing the delete key with more force than was necessary. He rested his elbow on the desk, placing his forehead in his hand, utterly weary physically and mentally. After a moment, he sat up with a jerk and shook his head. 8220;Kurt,” she would say. “You have...8221; Eventua...

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Writer's Block: February 2008

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Tuesday, February 5, 2008. The silver coffee service had belonged to his mother. He watched Gloria polish it with an old t-shirt of his, years of tarnish removed under her vigorous hand. He was touched that Gloria was giving such care to the coffee service; maybe she wanted to display it with her other treasures as an honored heirloom. 8220;What’s it worth, do you think? 8221; she said suddenly, holding her arm out to admire her work. “A few hundred? 8220;We will NOT sell this coffee set! 8220;Because it...

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Writer's Block: Cleaning Day

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Monday, July 9, 2007. Language warning: this story contains strong language* *. Bonnie glanced out the window as she washed the dishes. The brilliant blue of the early summer sky drew her eyes. Her backyard was sunny and inviting, the tiny deck surrounded by the blooming annuals she had planted just two weeks before. Her watchful gaze took in the budding oak tree, the apple tree, the lavender plants, and the yellow cotton sheets flapping gently in the morning breeze. Today would be the day. The wedding h...