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Harold was not having a good day. In fact, Harold was not having a good life. He just couldn't seem to catch a break.
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The fog begins to lift from my hazy mind. I look up,
there's a large pool of water above my head.
‘How is that possible?'
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This is me pitching a recently completed screenplay to a film producer at lunch the other day:
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We were falling from the eyes of others -The scales - Each one a million points of thrashing life The weight hung us in the deep. While my eyes focused in the decline The sea bed looked up at us. Each mote of binary light Fell into the…
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“I'll bet that vexatious cat ate it” ... he pictured the cat tiptoeing on the table where the nearly completed puzzle lay to snatch the last loose piece in its mouth as revenge.
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I think we were supposed to run away with each other long before this. There was that night on the motorcycle, the loud buzzing engine that cracked through the air heavy with rain threat, as we took the backroads and their curves too fast in a rush to get
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Contemporary persecution of Christians takes on milder forms of torture like having to explain away something Pat Robertson said, or constantly having to hear about Fred Phelps picketing funerals because he happens to hate homosexuals.
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He works up the nerve to peek around the tree. Tom looks in the direction he’d heard the footsteps. At first nothing seems out of place, then a small piece of forest moves. Not like a tree swaying, but like someone has cut out a section of forest and gave
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"After all, natives were natives--interesting, no doubt, but finally only a 'subject' people, an inferior people with black faces."
George Orwell - Burmese Days
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Then ‘it’ hit the floor.
She stopped searching for a moment to stare at ‘it’. The shiny golden hue reflected back a distorted image of her once beautiful face
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Please don't call me Spock. That was the plan, to call me Spock, as reported by bloggers when they first began posting rumors I was a guinea pig in a “top secret government project”...
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Rome and Carthage wage war as Hannibal crosses the Alps and invades Italy. With him, he brings an army of barbarian hordes hellbent on reducing Rome to ash. For one young Roman soldier, Gaius, he is trapped between his loyalties to the republic, and to hi
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Strange things sometimes happen to people who are isolated. They begin to see the world in a different light. The things they have around them become much more precious to them. Anything that happens to those things becomes a much greater injustice in th
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A squirt of adrenalin alerted me to the slim figure wending through the maze of reading desks. Capt. de Maupassant. Damn. Headed my way. My quickening pulse and a surge of gut chemicals told me the sadistic bastard had me in his sights.
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The white faces of the train look up in an attempt to satisfy presumption, smoothing out any interest into glassy eyed gestures toward looking but lacking the very important quality of sight.
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