Stories tagged “writing exercise”
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PMP
I bought my iPod from the Apple Store, new in the box. It was sealed, and it’s pretty safe to say that nobody’s touched it but me. I unpacked it and plugged it in to my laptop, and everything seemed fine. My music, my videos, my podcasts, t...
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Outside
Fear followed me into the kitchen this morning. She was wearing grey, as usual, and grinned as she sat down across the breakfast table from me. “Hope,” she said, chuckling, “do you really plan on going outside today?” She reache...
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My Creation
“Told you so. You don’t know what you’re doing. You’re lost.” He flashed a playful smile. That devil! “So what if I’m in over my head,” she whispered defiantly into her knees, “I may not know what I...
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In the Fridge
It was hot outside, and mowing the lawn had been an exercise in torture. As the sun beat down, I felt my skin grow sticky, my clothes clinging to my back and legs as I moved back and forth across the grass. The afternoon rode on into evening, and my ou...
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An exercise in "There was," heartache and beer.
There was beer. There was lots of beer in various shades of amber. There was beer in oversized pitchers, glass bottles and cups. There were people drinking together at the bar. There were people drinking together at the table. There was a small plate o...
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On a Moving Bus
Everyone sits so still and stagnant it’s difficult to believe that the foundation they rest upon is in constant motion. There’s a bum sitting in the back, his tattered overcoat pulled protectively around him like a filthy shield. There’s the grou...
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Free Write... 127 seconds to digress
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