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Chapter 6 Linoleum After his initial panic. Tortie looked around to find his way into the house. The front door was always an option, however as he would have to turn back into his human form, which was not practical. After all, a naked man skulking a suburban neighborhood at twilight was probably going to…
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Chapter 5 Whiskey Tango Foxtrot Mina swallowed the last, smallest piece of the cake flavored door off the tip of her index finger. At last, she was finally done with job of eating that damn weird door. Now there was a hand sized hole about three feet up the door and nearly three quarters of…
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Chapter 4 Trivia Sylvia looked around the bar to see if she could find a familiar face. She really hoped not. She had done her best to disguise herself but, at six foot three inches tall, she was already a bit out of the ordinary. First question out of anyone’s mouth was, “You must play…
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Chapter 4 took a lot longer than I hoped it would. I got distracted by life and began to wonder if this was even a worthwhile endeavour. I’ve realized that I have ADHD and was only really diagnosed a couple of years ago, but like every who has it, I’ve dealt with it my whole…
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So, I found a couple of old prose poems that a wrote more than twenty years ago and relaized how much I had changed and at the same time how much of me remains contstant. I’ve always been a romantic, mostly a hopeless romantic. A few months ago, I uncovered a few of my earlier…
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Chapter 3 Greenfoot It was warm for May in Denver. The sun was high in the late afternoon sky and the insects buzzed near the equipment shed, in between the football stadium and the track field. There was a new bee colony in the wild fields just behind all of the clean trimmed lawns and…
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In writing this story, I found something interesting. It is as possible to immediately connect to a character. Three of my four main characters came easily to me. Mina, The Maw, just appeared fully formed in my imagination demading to have some attention and for me to write her story. Ethan, Tortie, came from me…
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That damn cat was still there, staring. It has been there since he woke up before sunrise and now it was still there as the sun was setting. William the Scab didn’t like cats, they were bad luck. His mother had always warned him to steer clear of them. She had kicked William out of…
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Greetings and salutations, fellow dreamers! my hope is that you enjoyed the rough draft version.2 of my first chapter. Next I am working on how to introduce the other 3 main characters. I’ve starting on chapter 2, Tortie, but I think I might rework it a bit. Try to do more showing then telling. Chapter…
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Chapter 1 The MawThe sky above was robin’s egg blue. Not a cloud to be found. The tech center had been bustling with worker drones going about their simple, plain, boring lives. What a contrast the steel and concrete buildings were to the peaceful and alluring horizon. Once this had been a place where business…
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