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The Body in the Library

Saturday 24th April 1976 The Body in the Library I always was a fan of Sherlock Holmes. Tales of his case-solving are legendary made even more...

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Felt. That's it. Felt. Rubbing against your cheek. It feels soft. But you can't ignore that subtle scratching against your hands as you get to your...

The Foly of Greed

Write a story which ends with the words, ‘I knew things would be different from now on I carefully strode my way into my parents’ room. Being a child...

An unfair test

"You have to take responsibility now”, an icy voice jeered at me. Instilled with anger and horror, I bashed at the old hag. “Why would I do such a...

Blink into a nightmare

A few moments ago I was simply marking papers trying to get as much work done before the days end. I had closed my eyes thinking of being anywhere...

Summer's Goodbye

The setting sun, an orange-tinted breeze. From trees once green fall yellow colored leaves. The beauty of summer now becomes fall. Just seasons that...
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The Moon is a Red Sliver

The moon is a red sliver, though it may not always be, I can't help thinking "It's thinner, Its red beauty harder to see." The moon is a red sliver...

Getting Published

Like everyone these days, I am an expert. Here are a number of easy rules which virtually guarantee a lucrative publishing contract. (a) buy a...
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Snarled

How I remember it, his smile was more like a snarl His eyes more like caves His sweetness and personality More like that which is hunted His eating...

Run

Run You cannot look down while you run forward You cannot count your steps as you try to soar Don’t watch for the mistakes cause they will come but...