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  • Other Re: short story of the holocaust

    Meeting the Silence It was late at night when we arrived at Auschwitz, smoke rose in the air. The gates opened up, we heard screams, and dogs barking. I was ...

    Jan 28, 2007
  • Fantasy Novels Re: Longer Section then...

    It was a normal small town park, bright colorful slides, squeaky half-broken swings. Everything I remembered from my childhood park experiences. I left Craig’s side and went to sit on ...

    Jan 28, 2007
  • Fantasy Novels Re: Small section of Illusions...

    OK! a few things, this section is from a completed 374 page book! Yes I'm planning book 2, because I'm WRITING IT! so please, wait until you know the whole ...

    Jan 28, 2007
  • Welcome Mat Re: Now or Never

    nope, nothing to do with n sync. everything to do with drop dead sexy french vampires :D Jean-Claude

    Jan 27, 2007
  • Fantasy Novels Re: Small section of Illusions...

    They were everywhere, floating silver creatures guarding every cell in the damp, earthy tunnel. I was walking down it, my back was against the wall. Distantly I remembered that the ...

    Jan 27, 2007
  • Welcome Mat Re: Now or Never

    Cool, thanx. Uhh...yea, i've been editing...and editing...i think i've edited like...four times...or more. :) Once on my own, once with my friend (and fellow writer), once with my english teacher, ...

    Jan 27, 2007
  • Welcome Mat Re: Now or Never

    Hello, I'm Beckie. Unsurprisingly, I'm new. This is my first post, I'm not yet sure as to why this is significant, but i guess it is. Like most people...sorry, probably ...

    Jan 25, 2007


Poetry is my cheap means of transportation. By the end of the poem the reader should be in a different place from where he started. I would like him to be slightly disoriented at the end, like I drove him outside of town at night and dropped him off in a cornfield.
— Billy Collins