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| Writings | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I occasionally write short fiction. Im not very good at it. I took a few classes in college. My first class, Creative Short Fiction was enlightening where i wrote a story about Food Lion (where i work). The second class, Fiction, was a total waste of time. But i did write 3 stories. So ill post a few stories. I said they arent very good. Youve been warned. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| The Consequence of Falling | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| The last story i wrote for my Fiction class. I wrote it in 3 days...a record for me. i thought it was a funny story...but no one read it. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Dont Believe Everything You Read | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| A story inspired in part by my falling for Mark and a dream i had where i wrapped my face in celophane. A strange story that not too many people enjoyed. Geeze, one little part about tying up someone. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 10 a.m. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| A friend of the family, a vet who took care of our horses, committed suicide. So i tried to make sense of it with this story. I dont think it does any justice to him but i really tried. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Fade | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| My first story. Ah the memories. Its about Food Lion. I obviously missed it my first year of college. How stupid was i? Well, i cant actually post it yet on the account that its based on people i worked with and i um...didnt change their names. So i dont want any trouble...ill post it later with different aliases. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Another Cliche | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| The first story i wrote on my own free time. I finished this bitter little story during Spring Break. The title doesnt quite make any sense, but the story's pretty good. I based it on my boyfriend Mark and the disillusionment i was feeling towards him around that time. Ha. Aint that personal. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||