Tag: fiction
group name: satisshroff
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November 02, 2007 07:08 AM EDT --
Sister Scholastica sipped the wine from the glass on the refectory table. Tongue tipped; felt the juice; remembered past and time; the taste rinsed down. Held the glass; peered at the distorted images; . . .
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September 21, 2007 08:00 AM EDT --
Would you rather I didn't see? Mae said, standing beside Brand who stood poised holding a gun at Claxton's head. Claxton was sitting in a chair bound by ropes around his arms. Brand‘s hand was . . .
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October 05, 2007 07:03 AM EDT --
The house seemed the same. The trees surrounding were larger; spread more wildly. Sophia stood; gazed at the door that had been painted black; seemed like a gate to some hell of her childhood. This . . .
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September 29, 2007 06:18 PM EDT --
Walter's gaze settled on the playing children as he rocked in his porch chair, sipping lemonade. They know nothing of Before, he mused, and wondered if that was a good thing.
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November 04, 2007 02:06 PM EST --
You push your penny in the slot; close it against the crowd outside the door. Why there is always a queue in the ladies lavatory, you have often mused, as you do now, as you disrobe, sit, and stare . . .
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October 16, 2007 12:49 PM EDT --
Periodically, Ernie Johnson posts information on writing contests. One of his sources is “Funds for Writers.” Ernie has some current information and a link to these contests at CONTESTS from . . .
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October 25, 2007 12:30 AM EDT --
I'd like to blame my lateness in getting the selection made on jet-lag, but I think I just got side-tracked and off routine. That's what happens when I have too much time between . . .
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April 21, 2008 10:35 AM EDT --
Well, after a few weeks when I didn't feel like choosing an installment, I got a message of concern from Tracey W. I haven't posted much of anything for about a month, and it's hard . . .
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October 15, 2007 09:07 AM EDT --
"Mom do you love me? "Little Sara asked Riya with tears in her eyes.
Riya looked at her perplexed, "yes little angel, mama loves you .why this question?"
"Simran told . . .
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November 12, 2007 04:14 AM EST --
Sister Scholastica left the refectory after lunch; made her way to the grounds for the twice-daily recreation period. She had been one of the twelve nuns to be chosen to have their feet washed by the . . .
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November 13, 2007 04:35 AM EST --
Sister Scholastica waited in the cloister with the others nuns. The mass in church was soon to begin. She looked briefly into the cloister garth; caught a sight of the Spring flowers in the flowerbeds; . . .
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November 05, 2009 10:26 AM EST --
You remember the day you met that man called Jack as he came along and put his foot on the bench where you were sitting by the beach to tie his laces and he gave you the look and smiled and pushed . . .
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October 04, 2009 07:08 PM EDT --
Every November for the last eight years I've participated in NaNoWriMo . This November will be no different for me.
I had a great plot come to me while I was journaling a few weeks ago and I'm going . . .
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September 29, 2007 06:12 PM EDT --
Winston hesitated. Suncast shadows sketched a new black and white landscape in the snow, different after each big wind. The shivering reflex began even before he stepped . . .
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August 09, 2007 10:38 PM EDT --
Kelly's smelled. A crackling eulogy of oak logs wafted from a wide fireplace through the dark paneled barroom where two decades of entrenched beer and cigarette odors were holding their own against . . .
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November 18, 2007 09:48 PM EST --
I really hate it when I do this--I closed this window and completely lost my article. I had written about both entries, how they were alike in some ways, and very different in others, and . . .
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October 19, 2007 06:20 PM EDT --
I was sitting in the hammock tossing back a brew the day the snail rebellion began.
The snails were almost to my trailer stairs before I noticed . . .
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September 04, 2007 02:46 AM EDT --
Was that them again? Lucy couldn’t decide. It may just be the mice, she thought. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. The sounds seemed like them; the words seemed like theirs. She gripped her hands . . .
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October 09, 2007 08:07 PM EDT --
Wow, you two ladies do know how to make me work! In the end, there were just a couple of tiny inconsistencies that tipped the scale to Gillian N. Congratulations! Tracey, I loved yours,too, . . .
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November 05, 2007 06:24 PM EST --
Congratulations Tracey; although I know you didn't want to win by default, there were no other entries this time, and you did a great job tying it all up. You win the right to start . . .
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