glimpses shared by our authors
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Still, nothing filled the void you left. You came home different. You were cultured in different ways. I was only as cultured as one runaway relationship could make me. When ... read more -
112 days Ribs. It would definitely be ribs for the main course. And what about sides and dessert? Sweet potato fries. With mustard dipping sauce... Murderer. Sam never got used ... read more -
Whatever it takes. Whatever it takes. Bake a cake. Spot a fake. You're safe. You're safe. You have nothing to fear. The Crossroads of Hell is where you'll find me. ... read more -
I left my job because I was tired of it. I wanted to "make the leap" - to pursue screenwriting. Ten months later, there is no screenplay. There has been ... read more -
We had a key to the back door and, once we reached the domed building, we let ourselves in. Inside, it was magnificent. The ceiling – crafted by some virtuoso ... read more -
"I real hungry," The Mistress says, fingerin' the jewels that lay above her bosom. They diamonds today, trapped in a chain of gold. She smilin' at me, like I supposed ... read more -
complaint? They say brevity is the soul of wit. I don't know what the fuck that means, but I think it justifies my failure to reach your so called "page ... read more -
Brilliance, or to be more specific, brilliant ideas come to me most often when I am in the bathroom. Whether I am brushing my teeth or taking a shower, the ... read more -
She hasn't come out of the bathroom yet. "Hey are you ok?" I call to her. She pops her head out but instead of the smile that i was accustomed ... read more -
The dog was glad that the dead-things were dead for good, but he could still smell their scent in the air, and he thought there must be more of them ... read more
