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  • Short Story » Romantic

    It's Friday and a chunk of golden chicken drips, cook-marks sizzling on the bottom of melted crumbs shining in the fake light of your unnatural landscape. Today it was a ...

    Liz - Sun Dec 12, 2004 4:25 am

  • Short Story » General
    The Insecures

    This piece may or may not fit here. I wrote this for an English project and am eagerly awaiting my English teacher's feedback. I'm attached to it though and would ...

    SilverWright - Sat Dec 11, 2004 11:04 pm

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Your Smoke

    Last night the rain was whispering on your cheap, leaking roof with the unstable tiles, and you and your cigarette were whispering against my neck. I could feel your hot ...

    Liz - Sat Dec 11, 2004 9:25 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Chrismas Angel

    Christmas Angel The sun never ceased to smile at you that summer. She splashed growing plants and trees in a perpetual spree of sunlight and warmth, never failing to share ...

    Nvrmnd - Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:34 pm

  • Short Story » Fantasy
    Really Short Short Story

    This is the true definition of a "short story." Read and enjoy. I appreciate any and all critique, so don't be shy! Author's Note: This was written for my Reading ...

    Skye - Fri Dec 10, 2004 2:32 am

  • Short Story » Fantasy
    Seeker of the Blade

    Seeker of the Blade Prologue ______________ Born of the Shadow As the sun reached its peak of noonday’s mark, a slight breeze swept across the rises of the emerald grasslands ...

    Meshalidar - Wed Dec 08, 2004 9:55 pm

  • Short Story » General
    In My Way

    Beginning of a short story I haven't gotten around to finishing. Title needs to be different. (Song credit: Leonard Cohen) Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in ...

    marzipan - Wed Dec 08, 2004 5:01 am

  • Short Story » General
    Face Cream

    This face cream thing is getting out of hand. "Just one, darling, just buy one." No, I keep telling her, I don't want to buy your face cream. So she ...

    marzipan - Wed Dec 08, 2004 2:04 am

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Just A Tragic Flaw

    Quietly sipping her raspberry Italian Soda, Madeleine turned her head in a jerky fashion toward the stairs every time she heard someone begin to ascend them. In the in between ...

    penny - Mon Dec 06, 2004 8:57 pm

  • 10

    Cameron Reeves… what can I say about the kid? Well for one thing, he’s about the smartest guy I’ve ever met. Lord knows if I mention the Aeneid to any ...

    WinterGrimm - Mon Dec 06, 2004 4:50 am

  • Short Story » Romantic

    This is a scene from what hopefully will turn out to be a book. I'd really appreciate some help with it. -penny ...I didn’t make it to my stay room ...

    penny - Sun Dec 05, 2004 10:57 pm

  • Short Story » General
    Title to be decided

    This, to be honest, is kind of weird and you may not understand purely because it is the beginning of a project i hope to carry on with over a ...

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    mim - Sun Dec 05, 2004 7:48 pm

  • Short Story » Fantasy
    The America Project

    This is an incomplete story, obviously. However i'm working out some plot plausibility things currently, so this is all i can give you. cheers. Alyce It is late in November ...

    A.O. Avalon - Sat Dec 04, 2004 10:25 pm

  • Short Story » General
    The Boy Who Swallowed the Universe

    This is more of a fable or allegory than anything else, I think, so please keep an open mind while reading. It came off the top of my head one ...

    bubblewrapped - Fri Dec 03, 2004 10:00 pm

  • 11

    This is the first of a few short stories introducing some of my most ancient vampires. I'll do more work on this one--Ferric--since he's one of my favorites. Especially insane ...

    Tessitore - Fri Dec 03, 2004 4:56 am

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream.
— Mark Twain