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A new idea I'm playing with. I feel my writing suffers from a lack of character backstory, so I actually wrote a prologue to get warmed up. Let me kno..
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I have a very bad problem with anger. Today I felt like writing about it.
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a love song
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I am only going to tell you the facts.
That said, the facts themselves constitute a screaming abomination of nature.
More information as it bec..
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Visiting familyI forget that I hate her, though she acts the same as everIt feels good to have a mother for awhileAnother place, another time, no tran..
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Greg Willson's first legitimate attempt at a full-length novel. A story about figuring out who you're supposed to be, and who deserves a place in your..
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The day Beck broke up with me was the same day I began my life of crime. I guess if most people began a story that way, you'd assume the two were some..
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"What'd she leave?" Buck asked, craning his neck to look over the counter where he's put his feet up. "Anything good?""Just a bunch of my junk. Sweate..
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I sat down on my bed, breathing too hard. Between the impossible experience of the previous moments and the lingering effects of smoking some seriousl..
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We went back into the shop, which had the acrid stench of something left on a George Forman Grill for about twelve minutes too long. Buck ran behind t..
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