what a storm blew in

Jack walked across the dark fog shrouded parking lot toward the bar. "This is just great" he mumbled to himself. "a week off work and I have to spend half of it in a hotel because of that stupid windstorm and A tree that just had to...

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Sunset Dream

Not really a story. More like painting a picture with words. It's something I like to do. So I decided to share Sunset Dream She stands atop a stone. Silhouetted in the dying rays of a setting sun. The verdant beauty of...

Silver And Gold (rough draft chapter 1)

The usual disclaimers here . . All characters are copyright me. Any resemblance to any actual folks is purely coincidental (probably don't need that one) This is not a short story so get comfortable Hope everyone enjoys the...

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