Tag: fiction
member name: Ylanne Sorrows
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April 19, 2008 10:17 PM EDT --
Here is the page with my articles all nice and sorted out for you to look through. I know you'll find at least two things to interest you that you'll comment on. (wink wink nudge nudge) This is the art . . .
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December 28, 2007 10:06 AM EST --
Imagine and hold what cannot be yours
Speak to yourself when you are alone
Look into the mirror and tellyourself
What do you see when no one else isthere
To impress, to shame, to . . .
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October 07, 2007 10:11 PM EDT --
I wrote this in May. It is about Treali Storm. Well of course, considering the title. In case you are unaware (which you very well may be) I am an aspiring crime novelist and Treali is one of my most well . . .
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March 19, 2008 08:51 PM EDT --
Natalie Schultz paced back and forth outside the crime laboratory in the chilling hall. Technicians rushed by in both directions, hurrying to get someplace. The occasional agent would waltz in, disappear . . .
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April 12, 2008 08:43 PM EDT --
Note to those who clicked on the tile expecting exercises for you to do: You can do these exercises too! These are the writing excerpts I did with them. Exercise One, take your character through their . . .
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October 08, 2007 01:21 PM EDT --
I wrote this poem way back in 2005 but it reflects the spirit of us nonconformists.
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Who are you?
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December 28, 2007 11:37 AM EST --
Nearly twenty-five years ago, Casie Schwartz was a ten year old fifth grader enrolled in Washington D.C.'s public school system. Casie had been popular and well-liked, one of the few popular girls . . .
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December 28, 2007 07:24 PM EST --
Dimitri Youngblood stared in shock at his victim-to-be. Kenneth Wilkinson seemed greatly at ease, and even amused at the killer's bewilderment.
"You've come to kill me, haven't you?" . . .
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October 07, 2007 09:55 PM EDT --
This is the very orginal beginning to the Eye of the Storm. Treali Storm is speaking here, and it's supposed to be simple, dramatic, and eye-catching. I am probably going to change this, for various . . .
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October 23, 2007 06:36 PM EDT --
The Finale
PART ONE
Ylanne Sorrows
Conductor Michael Schmidt bowed to the audience in Carnegie Hall and promptly received a standing ovation. Sweat dampened his . . .
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October 11, 2007 07:15 PM EDT --
Hosted by the Crime Writers Writing Hole:
What: A short piece of fiction, limit 25,000 words, in the crime/mystery/thriller genre. ( In response to a comment seen below, the suggested minimum word . . .
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October 08, 2007 02:04 PM EDT --
Description: Red, purple, orange hair; unusually tall; says 'like' way too much; wears red, including lipstick; six inch long nails; forgets what she is saying or doing often (while . . .
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December 28, 2007 06:56 PM EST --
Jonas Ephraim had been a famous writer, publishing over fifty bestselling novels in various genres, some under pseudonyms, and over ten nonfiction works that were hailed as some of the greatest and most . . .
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December 28, 2007 09:08 PM EST --
Natalie Schultz was in the briefing room with Casie Schwartz, who awaited the entrance of the Director with bated breath.
"Yikes," Casie said aloud. "The Director. I can't believe . . .
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December 29, 2007 12:13 PM EST --
Natalie Schultz was already on the phone, to 911.
"Help! We're at the Wilkinson house-it just exploded. There was a mixture of methane gas and oxygen that detonated resulting in a large fireball . . .
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December 30, 2007 01:03 PM EST --
Patricia MacLeod had been a white woman of average height-about 5'4". She had had fiery red hair, a vibrant colour that emphasized the pale blue of her eyes. She had led a rather unassuming . . .
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January 03, 2008 09:25 PM EST --
Casie Schwartz walked down the hall to the interrogation room. Her heart was beating fast, and she willed it to stop. She shut her eyes for a moment, shutting out the harsh fluorescent light. . . .
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December 16, 2007 11:08 AM EST --
This is the first chapter of some 35 thousand or so words of my rough/first draft of my second novel.
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President Carl Maynard of the United States was about to die;only he . . .
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January 01, 2008 04:12 PM EST --
Right here. Right now. This has to end somehow. Thoughts raged in a storm in Casie Schwartz's head. But she needed to concentrate. She needed to focus. Her blurred vision cleared and she realized . . .
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October 09, 2007 06:47 PM EDT --
Good versus evil. Surely, everyone has heard that phrase now; it is so common as to have become nearly cliché. Nevertheless, as a people, we have always been fascinated with the concept of good and . . .
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