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I smelled a rat. No, not the cliché metaphorical kind, although there seemed to be plenty of those in my life these days, too. This rat w
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The streets of any city are the same after dark: shady, dank, and dangerous. Hulking thugs crawled out of the sewers like mutant rats, an
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The dried banana slices clicked hollowly as Siobhan folded them in an origami-inspired leaf envelope. She stuck one in her mouth before sh
by IrishYndina
3000 words, 15 comments,
on Apr 8 9:49 PM 2008
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It was a Tuesday. Of course it was a Tuesday. Only Tuesdays brought the cases that really bit me in the ass, and this one bit long and ha
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Boston could hear the animal snuffling somewhere ahead. They were quiet sounds of breathing and of nosing around for food. Warm organic sounds, sounds that promised a feast. He had seen the animal only moments ago, running
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Morrigan was bad at sitting still, especially when there wasn’t food or drink to distract her. She and Athyne had stopped along the smooth
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Black runs through soil, thick as swamp mud and pulsing with an awful convulsion. Watch as it splays across this land, a mass of dark bugs, a lava flow boiling with apathy, snaking across our world until Adam shrinks from th
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A query letter for one of my short stories, written for a contest.
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How do you stand there1 / And belt out your poems,2 / Your own creations,3 / The very babies of your mind,4 /
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Santiel Morreae loved his daughter to distraction. It’s true that he had money, respect, and anything else a man could desire, but she was
by IrishYndina
3400 words, 13 comments,
on Mar 8 12:38 PM 2008
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It was winter in the western hemisphere, and definitely winter in Minnesota. In Florida, however, winter is just another word for balmy in
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At the very end of Elm Street is a little house where two little old ladies lived. They are the spry blue-haired variety, always bringing
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Mount Olympus was not at all as he had imagined it. Instead of dramatic olive trees and sunlit meadows, it was bare, rocky, and covered in
by IrishYndina
900 words, 24 comments,
on Feb 9 9:15 PM 2008
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A small round drop of rain spun through the air, flipping, turning, and shining. For half an instant, light shot by, flinging rainbows thr
by IrishYndina
500 words, 6 comments,
on Feb 4 10:53 PM 2008. In
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The idea for the story hit him like a freight train, fast and hard. It rushed through him with a brilliant intensity that left him panting
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Jammer held on to the rim of his hat against the rush of air as Brazen swooped down to the landing strip. Brazen’s great reddish-brown win
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She was scared. 1 / She was terrified in a way that was frighteningly debilitating. 2 / She found the urge to curl up in bed and ignore t
by IrishYndina
2000 words, 27 comments,
on Jan 24 5:44 PM 2008
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The next day proved blustery. The sun hung around for most of the day, occasionally sliding behind tall white fluffy clouds as they raced across the sky. Thin mare’s tail clouds lined the higher altitudes, looking like cott
by IrishYndina
2800 words, 7 comments,
on Jan 21 6:51 PM 2008
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“I don’t know about this, Jacob.” Lora hugged her arms across her breasts, feeling a little cold standing on the beach in just her cami an
by IrishYndina
3000 words, 6 comments,
on Jan 15 9:49 PM 2008
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Scott threw a furtive glance over his shoulder, checking to see if any of the other people riding the bus were watching him. The only pers
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You may not know this from looking at me now, shriveled and gray as I am, but I used to be quite popular with the ladies. Especially early
by IrishYndina
2100 words, 20 comments,
on Jan 13 8:20 PM 2008
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Lykoi woke early in the morning to the smell of frying meat, straw from his mattress, and the comfortable scent of his own dried sweat. Th
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Ah dreams are such sweet sorrow... 
by IrishYndina
1600 words, 5 comments,
on Dec 14 10:10 PM 2007
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Lyrics for a song I intend to include in my story Bermuda Triangle. Please give impressions!
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The part that puts my word count over 40,000! Yes, I realize it's too late for NaNo any more lol. 
by IrishYndina
2700 words, 3 comments,
on Dec 9 3:43 PM 2007
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Yes NaNoWriMo is over...but that doesn't mean I have to stop writing.  It might be a bit long, but it has a cliffhanger... 
by IrishYndina
3400 words, 6 comments,
on Dec 5 9:31 PM 2007
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It had been months since his father’s death, and years since his mother’s. He couldn’t help but feel he was moving away from his old life,
by IrishYndina
600 words, 5 comments,
on Nov 24 10:04 AM 2007
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Ebony had offered to go to England with Noah for the funeral. She had wanted to and, the last time, had begged to. She had never seen Noa
by IrishYndina
600 words, 8 comments,
on Nov 24 9:48 AM 2007
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You don't need to have read the rest of the story to read this short interlude - it belongs between chapters IV and V.
by IrishYndina
900 words, 15 comments,
on Nov 23 4:14 PM 2007
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My NaNoWriMo attempt for 2007. Lucky number 13th part!
by IrishYndina
1100 words, 10 comments,
on Nov 23 2:08 PM 2007
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2007 NaNoWriMo story. Still going...
by IrishYndina
2800 words, 7 comments,
on Nov 21 10:56 PM 2007
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NaNoWriMo 2007 - a snippet that belongs between part VIII and part IX (thus, VIII.5  ).
by IrishYndina
800 words, 11 comments,
on Nov 21 10:40 PM 2007
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