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Anna M. Lowther: FOLLOWING THE DEAD
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Anna M. Lowther. Thursday, April 28, 2011. Liz tore open the newsletter. Rock in a Dead New Year at Oakland Auditorium! It's the end of the seventies. She grabbed her duffel bag and tossed six rainbow shirts on top of a lid of Panama Red. Her mother peeked in the door. "Leaving already? Yeah Christmas is over." Liz threw the duffel bag over her shoulder. Where are you going? Following the faithful, Mom. Following the Dead.". She waved one of the shirts over her head. "Handmade Dead shirts! She looked ove...
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Anna M. Lowther: June Jinxes - SNM Horror e-zine
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Anna M. Lowther. Wednesday, June 22, 2011. June Jinxes - SNM Horror e-zine. My voodoo short story. Placed 3rd. Be sure to check it out. Great looking site with free fiction to keep you up at night. Http:/ www.snmhorrormag.com/snmjuneissue1.htm. Anna M. Lowther. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Anna M. Lowther. View my complete profile. Damned in Dixie - tales of Southern horror. Http:/ www.lulu.com/content/1046461. Black Dragon, White Dragon. Black Dragon, White Dragon. June Jinxes - SNM Horror e-zine.
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Anna M. Lowther: When a Baby Laughs
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Anna M. Lowther. Sunday, April 10, 2011. When a Baby Laughs. Bridget sighed as she pulled the needle to the back of the hoop and secured the last tiny stitch. She removed the soft ivory fabric and smoothed it out across her knees. In the centre was a smiling. Pink baby cradled on a sunny yellow rose. A tiny fairy hovered above the infant’s head. Circling the picture were the words “With every baby’s first laugh, a fairy is born.”. America held the promise of a brighter future, and Seanathair had grabbed ...
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Anna M. Lowther: Just Rewards
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Anna M. Lowther. Wednesday, June 29, 2011. This is a tongue-in-cheek sword and sorcery tale. I hope you enjoy it! It was rather a slow night at The Hammer and Shield. Korrin was about to send Rosie home when the door flew open. A cold wind whipped through the tavern as a green-skinned creature stomped inside. He growled, “A message for Daimanus, the Defender.”. The goblin trudged to the far corner where the light was dim. He sat down, pounding the table with a massive fist. I’m his wife.”. Now off to fin...
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Poppy's Playhouse: March 2011
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Thursday, March 17, 2011. Vampires Are People Too. Hey, you're back! Fantastic. Come on in. Please excuse the mess, I'm still settling in. Say, did you see the kick ass banner at the top of the page? That's a house warming gift from the coolest cat in podcasting, Root Rot. I love it. Today I'm going to talk about a movie that I saw the other day, Daybreakers. How does it turn out? What the hell are you asking me for? Go check it out yourself. The sunlight and water thing is only part of it, and that was ...
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Poppy's Playhouse: Serial What?
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Saturday, March 12, 2011. Hey, good to see you. Glad you could stop by. Come in, come in. Make yourself at home. Was he raised this way, did something affect him growing up, or is it just that there a broken switch in his brain? How is this different from me? I've had my fair share of bad life experiences, but I don't go around swinging an axe at other people. Well, not on purpose anyway. This is the very abridged version. To get the whole story, definitely read Helter Skelter by Vincent Bugliosi. Ah I g...
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Anna M. Lowther: April 2011
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Anna M. Lowther. Thursday, April 28, 2011. Liz tore open the newsletter. Rock in a Dead New Year at Oakland Auditorium! It's the end of the seventies. She grabbed her duffel bag and tossed six rainbow shirts on top of a lid of Panama Red. Her mother peeked in the door. "Leaving already? Yeah Christmas is over." Liz threw the duffel bag over her shoulder. Where are you going? Following the faithful, Mom. Following the Dead.". She waved one of the shirts over her head. "Handmade Dead shirts! She looked ove...