Unemployed Imagination.

Fiction. Lots and lots of fiction. #amwriting

Friday, October 31, 2014

2 Minutes. Go!

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Hey, writer-type folks. AND PEOPLE WHO JUST WANT TO PLAY BUT DON'T IDENTIFY AS 'WRITERS' -  all are welcome here . Every Friday ...
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Thursday, October 30, 2014

Sneak

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You closed the door as softly as you could - held the knob to stop the click. The house was dark, and everyone was asleep, but you knew it w...
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Friday, October 24, 2014

2 Minutes. Go!

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Hey, writer-type folks. AND PEOPLE WHO JUST WANT TO PLAY BUT DON'T IDENTIFY AS 'WRITERS' -  all are welcome here . Every Friday ...
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Friday, October 17, 2014

2 Minutes. Go!

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Hey, writer-type folks. AND PEOPLE WHO JUST WANT TO PLAY BUT DON'T IDENTIFY AS 'WRITERS' -  all are welcome here . Every Friday ...
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Thursday, October 16, 2014

Your Secrets

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He lied. He looked at you with big, open eyes and spat that thing right in front of you. You knew it was a lie, but you forced a fancy smile...
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Friday, October 10, 2014

2 Minutes. Go!

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Hey, writer-type folks. AND PEOPLE WHO JUST WANT TO PLAY BUT DON'T IDENTIFY AS 'WRITERS' -  all are welcome here . Every Friday ...
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Thursday, October 9, 2014

Crucifixion

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The preacher's robes were starched, his hair shiny and smooth. There was a small microphone attached to his collar. His smile could have...
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