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UNDER CONSTRUCTION
Nothing here yet. Stay tuned.
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NaNoWriMo 2009 Novel in Progress. This work is unedited.
UPDATE: Currently undergoing revision.
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NaNoWriMo 2009 Novel in Progress. This work is unedited.
UPDATE: Currently undergoing revision.
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NaNoWriMo 2009 Novel in Progress. This work is unedited.
UPDATE: Currently undergoing revision.
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A contest entry based on the song prompt:
Ragin' Cajun by Munley and the Lee Lewis Harlots
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“All the world’s a stage and all the men and women merely players. . .” ~William Shakespeare
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Bella Donna Menteur laughed as she danced through her quaint little cottage on Rue de Sainte Anne.
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“Je suis un criminel!” A roar of raucous laughter echoed hollowly down the wet cobblestone streets of Thibodeaux. Cold rain poured down in
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I walked through the thick greenery, wondering if I would ever make it home. I was lost. I heard a twig snap and my head whirled around, my
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The harvest moon nestled high in its cradle of clouds, round as an eight month belly as it cast its ruddy glow across the craggy peaks of t
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Thunder rumbled in the distance like the laughing of gods, mocking the land, and most of all the people for their weakness and mortality.
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At the same instant Remy was on his feet and Simoneaux flew backward through the air...an ace of spades in hot pursuit.
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Prologue to the longer work: Phoenix Rising. This is my working draft; I might be adding to it later, so stay tuned.
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The quick, steady beat of my heart pounded in my ears like the beat of a drum in a soldier’s march. Hot blood pulsed through my veins, stea
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"Don't you know a vampire wakes up hungry?" he teased.
Amaris frowned. "Don't you know I'm not on the menu?"
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"It's been sixteen years. You haven't changed even a little; you're exactly as I remember you. But me - I've grown up."
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A man stepped from the shadows accompanied by heavy footsteps and she found herself drawn to his beauty.
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“Princess Amaris of Roane,” she whispered, her eyes gleaming. “It’s too perfect for words.”
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I yawned as I sat slouched in the dark green bench seat of that ancient yellow school bus, my knees drawn up nearly to my chest, my Algebra
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For only a Changling of the Half Moon phase can take the role of a slayer as darkness takes to flight; that the vampire’s blood acts as ac
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I sit alone for what seems like an eternity here on this lonely shore, watching as the fading light of day turns the sun into a crimson orb
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One flickering ray of morning sunlight peered through the blades of her window fan and the flag that read: American by choice, Yooper by da
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Tala Claremont stumbled through the doors of Munson Medical Center, her long brown hair thoroughly soaked with the rain of the summer storm
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When a normal person would have just brushed it off. . .I screamed and let it stay - and run all the way into my mouth! Blech!
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Once upon a time I sat out on a blanket, a glass of cherry lemonade beside me and my crotchety old grey tom cat curled up in my lap, his ra
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He continued along, content for now just to walk in the rain because the rain, he knew, would hide away his tears.
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It was a beautiful sunlit day there at my house beside the bay, the kind you leave windows open wide, begging sunlight and breeze to come inside. I longed for a glass of pink lemonade and a towel on a rock on the shore in the
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The early morning sunshine poured down through broken grey clouds as the weatherman’s forecast for a rainy day diminished before the first
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"I thought racism died with the Confederacy."
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Today’s Sunday. Here I sits, awaitin’ in the Maycomb Jail for them to come an’ get me an’ take me to trial.
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Well after dark we made it to Toad River, a run-down hotel with holes in the mattress box-springs and water that smelled like sulfur.
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