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Long Term Goals
Stendhal wrote that to create a novel one only needs to write twenty lines a day, genius or not. I'm working on twenty characters a day.
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Violet
No electricity. In the half-light dawn, felled trees covered the street, houses, lawns. Who could we blame? How do you avenge a hurricane?
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Your Pain Will Set You Free
He sat in the car, waves crashing over the frozen railing. If she was home, he didn't want to see her leave.
He'd drive permanently south.
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everything you ever said
is packed in an old cigar box
somewhere in
the back of a
storage closet i
rented five apartments
ago,
i think.
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Unrequited
She sits on the stoop, crying. He's unable to make her laugh, or see things differently. He sits with her anyway.
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History
In the dark confines of the house sit the shadows of memories of all who have passed before. With a little effort, you can find them.
As tonight are the Academy Awards, I thought I would treat readers to a double feature Twitterstory, featuring Academy Award winning actresses Meryl Streep and Sally Field. That's right, readers: TWO Twitterstories for the price of one. And the weekly schedule will continue as planned.
So without further ado, please enjoy today's Oscar-themed Twitterstory Double-Feature:
The Perfect Alibi
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She removed the knife from her victim's back and wiped it on a towel she pulled from her purse. They would never suspect her, Meryl Streep.
When Carrie Met Sally
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"Because I can't deny the fact that you like me, right now, you like me!" She was then hit by what she thought was a tomato. She was wrong.
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Blindfold
"How was I supposed to know the rooster would react like that?"
Dad just shook his head and squirted more hydrogen peroxide.
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Special Effects
(Lights off) A gunshot.
Something is dragged across stage. (Lights on)
He sits, shaking, head in hands.
All part of the scene, right?
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Paradox
I was a disappointment. But how often can you screw up before disappointment becomes expected. At that point are you still a disappointment?
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