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short story. When The Bird Sings in the Pine Wood.
A bird is singing in the pine woods, the song is piercing the still evening air. ...you could see her, silhouetted, watch her gazing out across the sea, staring at the point where the vast sky and the sea met.. the hem of Laurel's dress...
31 commentsOnline Writing Sites for Self-Expression & PROFIT
This Hub is an overview of online outlets for self-expression and profit. Focus is on content sites, citizen journalism and fiction.
10 commentsFive Key Elements Of Writing A Short Story
(In response to THIS request) Writing a short story can be broken down in many ways, but the following five elements constitute what I believe make up a pretty solid core: Character Desire Conflict ...
45 commentsAll About Flash Fiction
Flash fiction is a form of short story writing that is very tight and very concise. It pulls the reader in with the barest amount of fluff and lives or dies in the space of 250-1,000 words(though there is no...
5 commentsThe Angry Housewife a short story
How dangerous can vacuum cleaners be? Housewife, Dawn, doesn't much like housework -- and her vacuum cleaner doesn't much like her ... The third in a series of short stories by Camlo de Ville Sharon and...
14 commentsPerhaps Morbid Sudden Fiction
Day after day, I sit waiting for voters to enter the Polling Place with problems. Day after day, I turn to my reading material for inspiration to fill the ten hour days when no one, not one person, has a...
6 commentsOne a Day
The sunlight that bled through the translucent curtains and crept past the drawn shades mixed with the luminescence of the television screen, barely providing enough light for Frank to read. Holding the...
0 commentsThough I Sleep In Exile
If you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. - Nietzsche Nietzsche was stupid and abnormal. -Tolstoy It’s gonna get fucking cold in Siberia, where I have exiled myself, filthy,...
0 commentsAnnie and Me
THIS HUB: edit STATS delete TOOLS: start a new hub When all`s been said and done62 By Tadeusz598 An Annie Story I`m walking down Piccadilly. The weather is...
0 commentsbookwormshortstories
Author Alan Blakeborough 2009 It was a dark night, just before midnight and approaching Avebury after a long journey and looking foreward to getting home. In the distance I noticed a reflection of the...
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