Stories

I love stories. We, as people, are addicted to stories. My grandparents used to call the soap opera shows they watched “stories” when I was a child. We listen to songs, we watch TV, we read books. It’s all just stories. Varied stories, varied versions, varied story-telling methods. We tell ourselves stories in our sleep […]

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In the Future

In the future, it seemed like the present. Far, far away from the past. Alan Bilderberg had a dream, but it wasn’t like a dream, it was a plan. It was an idea. He had an idea to help everyone, to keep them safe. Alan worked on the prototype for months. The crime rate was […]

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Dialogue Change

Mamie was a character, a damn right card. She had wild curly hair and the largest mouth in the whole South. She’d play with all the kids in town, run races, and make silly faces. She was energetic and lively. Most any woman like Mamie would stand out most anywhere but in the little town […]

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Magic Eraser

The house was always so dirty. That’s what I liked about it. The dog hair and dishes in the sink. Oh, there was water in the floor and trash over-flowing in the kitchen. A living dream to me and we only live once. A chance to both watch the storm and study it in the […]

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Blowing in the Wind

Yesterday, tax day, was my birthday.  It is customary for women not to say how old they are, so I’ll let you wonder about that.  For my birthday this year, I asked to be taken to a Bob Dylan concert that was in town last night.  I may have had to ask a couple of […]

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