Tag: short
group name: writersnoticed
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February 03, 2008 03:54 PM EST --
A collection of short stories.
I had one pair of pants and two shirts. Literally.
I was in middle school and image was so very important. I was overweight and underdressed. . . . more
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September 30, 2007 10:32 AM EDT --
The Woman Afraid of Dogs
I envision her lying in her bed at night, shoulders sharp, clavicles screaming, and her eyes squeezed shut in anger at ambient starlight.
I see her sitting at the kitchen table . . . more
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August 22, 2007 12:27 AM EDT --
My Hero and I thought we had finally reached the end, a conclusion. As we looked at each other in silence, waiting for our bankruptcy attorney to finish talking to that other attorney, we both seemed to . . . more
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February 02, 2008 01:47 PM EST --
A collection of short stories.
I could play my life like a movie in my head. Reel after reel.
I remember walking the halls in the old elementary building. I was in the 4th grade. . . . more
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February 03, 2008 08:27 PM EST --
In my life the bad times are ingrained but so are a few of the better times.
I was in the 9th grade and I had been going down hill for the last 2 years.
I was fat. I both welcomed this . . . more
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November 28, 2007 04:55 PM EST --
If you've yet to read Part 1, follow the link.
Part 2
Morning arrived, and Barnes and I wound our way up the road towards town, and the small inn where the expeditions . . . more
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December 30, 2007 05:09 AM EST --
"Have you ever wished you could go back and change an event in your past" Corey asked with a cocked eyebrow.
Jerry the bartender at the White Horse Inn wiped glasses as he listened to the stranger. . . . more
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February 18, 2008 06:11 PM EST --
I wanted to let you all know about a new market for previously published short stories. AnthologyBuilder allows you to choose short stories from their database in order to print a customized short . . . more
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May 22, 2008 03:55 PM EDT --
The flag d anced in the brisk breeze to the accompaniment of hardware tattooing against the metal pole. Wind whipped through the thin material of Charlotte's coat as she clung to her husband's . . . more
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February 03, 2008 07:23 PM EST --
Most of us can pinpoint a day that has changed their lives. Marriage, the birth of a child, the death of a loved one.
I was sitting in typing class. I was in 7th grade. Things had . . . more
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January 13, 2008 10:32 PM EST --
Boredom was the bane of Nephi's existence. Like most boys his age,
Nephi loved to kick balls, make mud pies, or smite stones with rods.
But such activities are impossible while riding a camel. . . . more
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November 01, 2007 10:03 AM EDT --
Two summers had passed, and Adele had chosen to spend both of them in their special place. She had met Tom nineteen years ago while she was vacationing on the Outer banks of North Carolina. He was attending . . . more
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August 28, 2007 11:30 AM EDT --
There are some who live in the outside world, in their own fantasyland, and there are those of us who can't seem to escape our own minds. Or rather that we have and feel that we are . . . more
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June 29, 2008 08:12 PM EDT --
Olga's Oddments and Other Things
News from down at
OTTOS ODD LOT KNOB SHOP
an odd lot knob for every job
Yesterday was so hot . . . more
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June 12, 2008 03:18 PM EDT --
So, I was thinking about all the wierd things that we do to one another as a species these days. I began to wonder if humankind is just a bunch of miserable characters. History books are . . . more
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September 29, 2007 01:29 PM EDT --
Wandering and Wondering
All too accustomed to a plush office chair in front of a laptop computer, my body now awakens to the invigorating hike along the rocky shores around Rock Island. All those . . . more
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December 31, 2007 06:59 PM EST --
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March 08, 2008 09:27 AM EST --
You know what happens after dark..." is a serialized horror story that appears each Saturday here and on "Under The Eyes Of God." (Installments appear one week later on Gather than they . . . more
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November 11, 2007 02:07 AM EST --
The sun wistfully blinks before setting down to that side of the world. A cold draft sends shivers through the foliage.
Onto the other end of her bench, a frog leaps.
“Is that you?” . . . more
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June 17, 2007 05:56 PM EDT --
I knew a man once. He came to my mountains one day and began to live there. He built a home by killing my trees. He fed himself by killing my deer and drinking from my lake. He does not kill the deer like . . . more
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