Tag: storytelling
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June 04, 2006 05:03 AM EDT --
Fireside 4: Roast
Hello, do come in! I just knew you'd drop by, round about just now. Is that the smell of roast beef and all the trimmings for a cold night? You're . . .
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May 19, 2007 09:06 PM EDT --
Two weeks ago, I went to a book signing. My friend and I were standing in line with our books waiting to be signed. Three delightful ladies were in line in front of us, with their . . .
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April 02, 2006 01:36 PM EDT --
On a lazy Sunday afternoon, I call to my two cats, Mao and Cheddar. And they come running.
I called "Baby Fooooood." Sure, they know the words, "Baby Food." They're cats. . . .
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June 26, 2007 07:55 PM EDT --
'She's what?!' Simon yelled.
'She's afraid of you, Sir' the chamberlain replied.
Had she really gone that far? Simon almost spat on the stonework of the bedchamber with the taste . . .
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July 24, 2007 03:00 AM EDT --
My ex husband thought he was a handy man. He was usually stoned, and that made his projects even more creative and enhanced his belief in his abilities. He has left many projects half . . .
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December 16, 2007 01:25 AM EST --
Long, long ago in a galaxy far, far away.....
Recall that opening line? At that point you were ready to suspend critical thinking and accept the tale ready to be told.
This introduction is a traditional . . .
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June 06, 2006 12:48 AM EDT --
Fireside 5: Stew
Hi, it's you again! I haven't seen you for such a long time. Don't stand outside - these autumn nights are so damn chilly. You'll catch . . .
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April 29, 2006 09:45 PM EDT --
Two Decembers ago, it was 65 degrees and my crocuses and tulips bloomed.
They trusted. They trusted their instinct that the time to bloom was at that moment.
It doesn't matter they were wrong. They . . .
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April 22, 2006 11:32 PM EDT --
I am looking for constructive criticism: Grammar, punctuation, writing style, choice of words, anything. Thank you for reading. Hope you enjoy this story as much as I do.
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September 20, 2006 01:14 PM EDT --
The blue-black night he does adorn,
yet withers and weakens upon the morn.
With approaching light his beauty fades.
Sun bearing her bright new day.
I fear not the dawn of light,
for my love returns . . .
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August 12, 2007 04:22 PM EDT --
My mother had always wanted a calico cat. We always had a cat or a dog growing up, but it was never her choice. When all of the children left home, she decided to get a calico. . . .
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November 07, 2009 04:15 AM EST --
Tales from Leprechaunia 84
Father Ignoble's Oversight
Young Father Ignoble walked into the secluded courtyard of the headquarters of the most Holy . . .
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January 14, 2006 03:43 PM EST --
She went and did it anyway. A great thickheaded thing is what she'd gone and done, knowing the whole time it was not a smart move. But Cheryl was no stranger to doing mindlessly foolish things, . . .
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March 07, 2006 10:16 AM EST --
Keys To The Highway: The Ultimate Road Guitar
George Corneliussen
In the years between 1976 and the summer of 1979, I pretty much lived on the road in my capacity as "monitor mixer" for the . . .
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April 30, 2006 02:38 PM EDT --
Why do hot chicks always hang out with fat girls?
There are probably tons of deep psychological theories on this but I've never figured it out.
Anyway, here was this smokin' little blonde number . . .
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May 25, 2006 11:44 AM EDT --
"Tink, Tink"
"Tink, tink." It began like a whisper one morning after my husband jetted off to work. I assumed the idiot had left the shower faucet leaking. I slid into my . . .
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June 13, 2006 05:33 AM EDT --
Fireside 8: Hot Chocolate
What a wild evening it is! Thunder and sheet lightning all over the place. Damn, I'll have to oil these squeaking front door hinges. Oh, . . .
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June 16, 2006 05:33 AM EDT --
Fireside 9: Friday, 13th
Oh, I thought I'd never see you again. You're brave to be out tonight, it being Friday the thirteenth, and all. Oh, you're not superstitious? . . .
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September 07, 2006 06:43 AM EDT --
Thomas's eyes were bright and clear as he sat near the pond and a gentle breeze tussled his blond hair. He played in the garden everyday and the pond was his favourite place. He would sit and watch . . .
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November 08, 2006 06:27 PM EST --
DO YOU REMEMBER HOW OUR 20<sup>TH</sup> PRESIDENT DIED?
Do you remember who our 20<sup>th</sup> President . . .
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