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Inspired by a recent blizzard

The longing to tell one�s story and the process of telling is symbolically a gesture of longing to recover the past in such a way that one..

I nap on a brown army blanket and I am content. I breathe in the smoke from Daddy’s Chesterfield cigarette and his Old Spice Cologne I ignor..

Where were you the first time you looked at me and saw yourself in my face? You told me you were living your life over through me. You told me I..

This is the beginning of a poem written by a dear friend in honor of Valentine's Day

Written in Allison Hedge Coke's workshop at the 2007 Taos Summer Writing Conference

This novel was written in 28 days during NaNoWriMo

Fanny’s Tattoo Chapter One Thursday Afternoon – 12:30 PM Fanny Britt stood in front of the tattoo parlor. The tinted window refle..

Chapter Two At seven o’clock Harold had been irate. By eight he was angry. At nine o’clock the anger had turned to concern. And now, at..

Chapter Three Thursday Night– 11 PM When Fanny woke up the shop was empty. On the floor next to her lay a broken teacup surrounded by a ..