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Fiction. Non. Fiction.: Story Number 4. Part 1.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction. Sunday, August 23, 2009. Story Number 4. Part 1. But in this town filled with cedar shingled cottages on the cape, people didnt care. They actually didnt even hear. They were too busy seeing. And what they saw was a fat man who could use a tan, but could clean out the drain of their pool in under thirty minutes and didnt charge extra for the disposal of bleached frog carcasses. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Los Angeles, CA. The reality is we're all telling stories.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction.: Story Number 5. Part 1.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction. Monday, August 24, 2009. Story Number 5. Part 1. Would lean in with beer breath and the best of the intentions and say - "Sooz. For serious. Yellow pleather. It's not good. I mean I love you. I love you! But these. Pants. No, Suzie.". But now it was broad day light. Three pm. On the street corner where these two friends have met to catch the train to central park to get in line for free REM tickets. Don't hate me because I'm beautiful, darling," Suzannah grinned. Los Angeles, CA.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction.: August 2009

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Fiction. Non. Fiction. Tuesday, August 25, 2009. Story Number 6. Part 1. Russell lived upstairs. He was very tall and very skinny. He was antisocial and had a green thumb. The courtyard was gorgeous, due solely to Russell's efforts. But should any of the residents of the twelve units compliment Russell, he would stutter and look away. Then he would wipe his garden dirty hands on his pants and hum "Yellow Submarine" as he gathered up his gardening tools and took them inside. Monday, August 24, 2009. Nice ...

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Fiction. Non. Fiction.: story Number 6. Part 1.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction. Tuesday, August 25, 2009. Story Number 6. Part 1. Russell lived upstairs. He was very tall and very skinny. He was antisocial and had a green thumb. The courtyard was gorgeous, due solely to Russell's efforts. But should any of the residents of the twelve units compliment Russell, he would stutter and look away. Then he would wipe his garden dirty hands on his pants and hum "Yellow Submarine" as he gathered up his gardening tools and took them inside. Los Angeles, CA.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction.: Story Number 8. Part 1.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction. Thursday, September 3, 2009. Story Number 8. Part 1. The park has many things. Plastic mulch. A four-way seesaw. Two tire swings, and metal monkey bars that may have at one point been painted red. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Los Angeles, CA. The reality is we're all telling stories. View my complete profile. Story Number 9. Part 1. Story Number 8. Part 1. Returned From Vacation - Lets Get Back To It!

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Fiction. Non. Fiction.: Story Number 9. Part 1.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction. Saturday, September 12, 2009. Story Number 9. Part 1. She could see several things in her field of vision as the looked up from the stretcher:. The corner of a projector screen hung from the far wall with some kind of a moving doplar. Tea-stained ceiling tiles flanked a florescent light and looked like someone had taken a blunt ballpoint pen and poked thousands of little holes in them. An armpit in a labcoat hovered near her face. Watch what happens now -. Um, can I br-. Oh-“...

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Fiction. Non. Fiction.: Returned From Vacation - Let's Get Back To It! Story Number 7. Part 1.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction. Wednesday, September 2, 2009. Returned From Vacation - Let's Get Back To It! Story Number 7. Part 1. Three days ago, Gerald knocked on Shirley's door. Shirley was wearing her bathrobe and talking on her cordless phone. She covered the speaker of the phone as she opened the door onto Gerald's nervous face. Hi Shirley. I'm sorry to bother you. My mother is sick. I need to go to Houston next week. I'm in a bind. I was wondering if you could watch Greta for me.". Los Angeles, CA.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction.: Story Number 3. Part 1.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction. Sunday, August 23, 2009. Story Number 3. Part 1. It seemed like they were all being corralled through the same labyrinth of checkpoints. Awkward shuffling with feet too big for their legs. Carrying bodies with curves and acne and curious faces. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Los Angeles, CA. The reality is we're all telling stories. View my complete profile. Story Number 6. Part 1. Story Number 5. Part 1. Story Number 4. Part 1. Story Number 3. Part 1.

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Fiction. Non. Fiction.: September 2009

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Fiction. Non. Fiction. Saturday, September 12, 2009. Story Number 9. Part 1. She could see several things in her field of vision as the looked up from the stretcher:. The corner of a projector screen hung from the far wall with some kind of a moving doplar. Tea-stained ceiling tiles flanked a florescent light and looked like someone had taken a blunt ballpoint pen and poked thousands of little holes in them. An armpit in a labcoat hovered near her face. Watch what happens now -. Um, can I br-. Oh-“...