Tag: first paragraph contest
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July 18, 2007 04:59 PM EDT --
There be a writing contest afoot.
Read the ever-changing rules by the Writin' Wombats First Quasi-Semi-Annual First Paragraph Competition Administrator. He also goes by WWFQ-S-AAFPCA. PCA . . .
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July 21, 2007 12:59 AM EDT --
Version 2
Trouble pursued me with a vengeance—with clear intent and cool precision. I peered around the corner. TweedleDee and TweedleDum pursued me, too. Only, their weapons . . .
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July 16, 2007 02:17 PM EDT --
Version 4
Joe didn't talk to me for a year after he died.
He'd died on Christmas Day, 1998, and I'd buried him on New Year's Eve. So . . .
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July 18, 2007 01:10 AM EDT --
Another day at the Gold Farm begins.
Leopard Zhou takes a hit of bingdu, just enough to clear his head. He’d gone out last night with some of the guys to a . . .
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July 14, 2007 06:20 PM EDT --
Trusting an innocuous stranger had been her only mistake.
"Can you feel that?" her abductor . . .
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July 16, 2007 02:52 AM EDT --
Mardi Gras and Michigan go together like bacon and ice cream. Separately, their appeal is universal. But throw them together, and you've got an unforgettable dish.
My own bacon sundae arrived . . .
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July 20, 2007 11:34 PM EDT --
Second revision:
Aaron Slaughter was appropriately named. He was born bad and he grew up mean. He never did a single kind thing for another person from the day the doctor slapped . . .
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July 13, 2007 09:47 AM EDT --
Here is revision 2, posted 23 July 2007 (now 97 words, including Title):
Empress
Alexandra Williamson did not like what she saw in the mirror. The luminous, sable-colored hair . . .
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July 14, 2007 06:18 PM EDT --
Through Windows
The warm Saturday afternoon was nothing ordinary. Its mood brought a quiet that was part of the darkness and smoke in the air. Prentice needed a friend, mostly . . .
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July 15, 2007 02:17 AM EDT --
Beside me, Skye creeps, hunched, as if stalked. However, we are the ones about to kill. It's not murder - we both understand that without this, without getting Him, our family . . .
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July 18, 2007 06:02 PM EDT --
From your parents you learn love and laughter and how to put one foot in front of the other. But when books are opened you discover that you have wings. What can a grandmother offer in the . . .
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July 15, 2007 10:30 PM EDT --
Version 2:
Have you ever wanted to kill someone? What if you knew killing them would be easy? Just point and click. The person dies a painful death weeks later. Nothing . . .
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July 14, 2007 08:50 AM EDT --
The Ten Official Rules
1. The grand prize will be $100 in real USD cash and an official certificate printed on genuine paper with a picture of a wombat on it. Second prize will be USD $50 (and . . .
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July 16, 2007 07:42 AM EDT --
Version 2
Imagine a place where you could stand and view the entire universe. Then imagine you were asked to choose the best word to describe its current state. You might say the universe . . .
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July 14, 2007 12:21 PM EDT --
Agent David Proctor leaned against a conference room wall behind a crowd of reporters. The smiling leaders of the United States, Palestine and Israel stood behind a large oak table . . .
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July 14, 2007 11:02 PM EDT --
The screams rose from the heart of the fire, an off-key soprano soaring above the basso profundo roar of the inferno. Hidden by the trees, beyond the flames clawing the night sky, the watcher . . .
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July 16, 2007 10:33 PM EDT --
Slim has to go to the clank. He’s my brother. When I talk about him, I call him Slim. When I talk to him, I call him Fatso. His name is LaVance. A crazy name for a cracker so praise be to thee that . . .
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July 18, 2007 05:13 PM EDT --
Rev 2A- This one is really a new paragraph, in response to Rand's feedback on the flashbacks...
Polly turned to the window as her cell phone alarmed and watched while . . .
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November 06, 2007 02:59 AM EST --
Alexandra Williamson admired her reflection in the sixteenth-century, leaded-glass mirror. Luminous, sable-colored hair cascading over the porcelain curves of soft shoulders, regal cheekbones and emerald . . .
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