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The Wife of the Romanian | Doiron's Cog
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One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . The Wife of the Romanian. She stares at the stool where he is supposed to sit, at the gray sunlight’s slant on the yellow stool, yellow guitar, the bad yellow of light on wood when screened through. She fills white paper sacks with orders and fills cups with coffee, lattes and cappuccinos, keeps the smudges and prints polished from her counter as shop regulars come and go. The lovers are good tippers and pretend she is not there while they sit ...
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250 fiction : : : very short stories | Doiron's Cog
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One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . 250 fiction : : : very short stories. Stories of 250 Words Or Less. The Loons are Hushed. Watching for Whales Out of Season. Published on 1, February 5, 2008 at 5:02 Leave a Comment. To TrackBack this entry is:. Https:/ doironscog.wordpress.com/250-fiction-very-short-stories/trackback/. Feed for comments on this post. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. On A Rose Would Sme...
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And Now It’s 2012 | Doiron's Cog
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One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . And Now It’s 2012. March 26, 2012. The last line of the last time I posted asked when I might post again, how many years? What’s up with that? If the words were just here, in my head, at my fingertips to say all I could, I would. toodles. On 1, March 26, 2012 at 5:28 Leave a Comment. To TrackBack this entry is:. Https:/ doironscog.wordpress.com/2012/03/26/and-now-its-2012-11/trackback/. Feed for comments on this post. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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And Now It’s 2014 | Doiron's Cog
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One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . And Now It’s 2014. The truth is I have too many blogs! Here a blog, there a blog, everywhere a blog-blog and the writing is often “password protected” or “private” because either the work isn’t ready for “public” viewing or it’s. Ready and hopes for an eventual placement with an outside publishing venue have made me wary of cyber-self-publication. The True Life Adventures of Irene in White Tights. I came across a hard copy of the first draft of.
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Focus : What I had I Lost | Doiron's Cog
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One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . Focus : What I had I Lost. Let me think. Oh yes. I have two other novels or novellas underway. One a sci-fi murder mystery that works from pre-world history into modern day and back again . . . And another that is a collection of loosely connected short stories and under the head The Six Degrees Stories. Most of the Six Degrees are now on the blog www.labelitcrime.wordpress.com. On 1, April 20, 2008 at 5:00 Leave a Comment. About Doiron’s...
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And Now It’s 2010 | Doiron's Cog
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One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . And Now It’s 2010. Not just 2010, but July 8, 2010. How can more than a year have passed since the last time I added a line to this blog? And does it matter how? No, I don’t think so. But I’ll ramble a bit all the same. I wonder how many years will pass before I return to this blog again? On 1, July 9, 2010 at 5:52 Leave a Comment. To TrackBack this entry is:. Https:/ doironscog.wordpress.com/2010/07/09/and-now-its-2010/trackback/. Majid on BBC...
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The Romanian Horse 1.1 | Doiron's Cog
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One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . The Romanian Horse 1.1. In Romania he was a horse a muscular horse of great potential, white blaze on his forehead that translated as white from head to toe to his mama, who, in turn, made him believe he would one day have the run of the fields, the stables, the mares. He lost a tooth in a brawl, lost his gaits his canter, his lope, his gallop bad hay made him fat, dimpled his hooves. He was 29 and she was older. A good son and always rememberi...
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The Romanian Horse 1.2 | Doiron's Cog
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One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . The Romanian Horse 1.2. The sixth year his wife replaced real sunflowers with silk replicas and her sister’s name was never spoken between them. Not even when she shared the same table with them at dinner at their mother’s home where they all wore harness and blinders, except the grandmother, who was beefy and big and retired from toting any carts she chose not to pull. The walls of the buildings ran black with pollution and tall, the sky was a...
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Doiron's Cog | One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . | Page 2
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One of a series, a tooth on the rim of a writing wheel . . . 8220;You know,” she says, “my dad used to talk about this place all the time,” and he says, “Yeah? 8220;So when was that? 8221; he says, and she says “Back in the sixties. Clean-up, you know.” “Right,” he says and he’s vaguely recalling the little war his old mom calls The Day War that wiped out, or nearly wiped out, erased, that was it, erased Cuba and Austin, Texas. On 1, February 5, 2008 at 5:45 Leave a Comment. How are they these days?
