Unemployed Imagination.
Fiction. Lots and lots of fiction. #amwriting
Friday, June 28, 2013
3 minutes. Go!
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The moonlight feels wet and slick on your skin. You shiver and try to wipe the goosebumps away. The taste is still strong in your mouth. A t...
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Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Lego Man
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In his pocket, there was a lego man. He turned it over and over in his small, sweaty hand. He could close his eyes and picture it perfectly,...
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Friday, June 21, 2013
3 Minutes. Go!
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Man, if only I could be one of those people who does everything perfectly. Bleach white teeth to frosted Christmas wreath. Unless you're...
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Friday, June 14, 2013
3 minutes. Go!
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You thrash at sleep. Careful, you will frighten it. Sleep is delicate. Except when it is not. When the back of the drain-dredge brings spect...
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Friday, June 7, 2013
3 minutes. Go!
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Drive-thru living and scattered memories. I can see her face. She is scared, but there is something that gives her hope. You can see it in t...
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Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Breaking Dawn
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Dawn dropped her eyes and let them wander until they came to rest on a carpet smudge. Some old paint or mud or dog shit. She was trying not ...
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Tuesday, May 28, 2013
What the silence left...
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It was like that shock after a shotgun blast. The whole world was offended by the noise. All the parts of it that he could see. He did like ...
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