Tag: writing
member name: Gillian N.
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September 12, 2007 07:00 AM EDT --
"O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?"
-Edgar Allan Poe
She awoke abruptly . . .
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December 14, 2008 11:30 PM EST --
Poor Mack's confused, he's still a kitten,
He doesn't understand the white.
His whole world has just been rewritten
The one he knew? Gone overnight!
He steps out slowly: one paw, then . . .
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September 17, 2007 08:03 AM EDT --
“Camille Rappaport?" Genevieve Hunter didn’t trust her eyes – she was tipsy. But the three whiskey sours had been weak and watered down, and the insufferable Rappaport woman . . .
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October 01, 2007 08:28 AM EDT --
This is one of those mornings when something left-over from dreams is still floating in the air just over the trees and sifting down to powder the windowsills, then wafting between the blades of grass . . .
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August 15, 2007 08:03 PM EDT --
The first thing I remember is a noise. A sharp piercing sound that was unfamiliar. I think that before then I had not heard anything, so there was no way to mark time or remembrance. But this new thing . . .
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October 06, 2007 02:12 PM EDT --
The cellar door is opening and--
“--she’s pointing the gun—now a shadowy face appears in—my god!” The normally impassive face cracked open, Alex howling, “NOOO!” . . .
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October 21, 2007 11:13 PM EDT --
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“You found it where?” Alex cried. “But only look! This is not my EpiPen! It’s the glucagon syringe from Sherri’s first aid kit! The antidote for insulin . . .
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October 06, 2007 03:31 PM EDT --
Errrrrrrnie, where are you??? Here I am in the "serial fiction and other lies" group, perched precariously on your very thorny laurels with my new week 8 submission, and I can't find your . . .
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