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Sunday Sorrow

Sunday is over and there was no story. I goofed up. To make up for it, there will be two installments next weekend.

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The Story, Part III

For the beginning of the story, see the first and second installments. After that, Dave started avoiding Phil, and the other employees of Subbasement 5 took their lead from Dave. Every time Phil saw Dave ducking in or out of … Continue reading

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The Story, Part II

For the beginning of the story, see last week’s installment. Phil followed Mr. Gabriel into the elevator. “You’ll be working in Subbasement 5,” said Mr. Gabriel. The elevator slid down into the depths of the building. At Subbasement 5, the … Continue reading

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The Start of the Story

The shuttle bus stopped in front of the gatehouse of an enormous building that seemed to spread for miles in either direction. At least ten stories tall, it cast an ominous shadow upon the ground, and the surrounding fence, barbed … Continue reading

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Sunday Stories

Thinking back to my post about blog-writing being a trap (One Hundred), it occurs to me that part of the purpose of my blog is self-improvement. If I say publicly that I’m going to do something, I usually follow through. … Continue reading

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Disappointment

I woke up with an incredible idea one day during my vacation. It was so funny that I was smiling all around my morning breath. I said to myself, “This is a kick-ass story idea!” So I made a mental … Continue reading

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Script Scrapped

I think I have to give up on the idea of Script Frenzy this year. With 0 words written and less than two weeks left, it seems like a lost cause. That’s OK. I thought about doing NaNoWriMo in 2005 … Continue reading

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Wearied

Have you heard of the woman inspired To make rhymes even though she was tired? But the words wouldn’t fit, So she threatened to quit, And her muse said, “You can’t quit. You’re fired!”

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Script Fizzle?

We are eight days into June and our script has not gotten past “Fade in.” I’m not sure, but I don’t think that quite qualifies as a “frenzy.”

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A History of Violets

The violet is my favorite flower. Because of my “no hit-and-run” policy, I can’t just drop this random fact on you and retreat. I have to tell you more. For 2007, the violet’s time is already over and most of … Continue reading

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