Tag: story
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The Food Chain
When I was 11 years old, I got a baseball glove for Christmas. I had been a Mets fan since the age of 7, starting in the second year of the franchise. My dad would put the radio on for me at night before I had one with a snooze button. I would come…
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Small Stories for Kids: SCARY DRESS UP by 8-year-old Harry Neuenschwander
It was a cold night when suddenly Jack heard something. So he went downstairs. “It was coming from the kitchen,” he said as he walked in. Then he screamed and ran out of the kitchen. “Ahhh!” But it was actually his big brother Sam dressing as a ghost. “I just wanted to scare you so…
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Why My 4th Novel Failed
2024 author’s note — If you’re arriving here from F.C. Schultz’s wonderful first video, you need to know a few things (1) I now run a substack that, among other things, will offer a library of free advice to writers (2) I have a massive free resources page for writers (3) the book I started after…
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New Free Stories from Conference Readings
For the convenience of my fellow conference attendees, I added the stories that I read during the Bedtime Stories reading series.
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New Stories and Poems
Hey all you vagabonds and wild people, quick note: I’ve updated the bibliography with some recent sales, added some new poems and a fairly old Gergian fantasy story about pirates. Hopefully I’ll have some of my new literary fiction to put up here soon. See some of you tonight at drDoctor. Carry on. Join this…
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Wheel Well with a Rope Inside
One Hour Ago: Driving up a tight curve on Murphy Blvd, which cuts across Joplin, I hear a thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk in my front right wheel well. Still driving, I glance out the widow and see something long catching the yellow light. Long like rope, and it’s stretching from front wheel to back window in its spin…
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sitting at the feet of : a documentary filmmaker
Spring Break, 1998. An eighth grader rode west from Kansas City to San Francisco. Inside a two-story Virgin Records store, he ascended an escalator and at its zenith faced his future in film-making. After dozens of art classes, questions of color and light had saturated his mind. Around that time, his grandfather gave him an…
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041: Incognito
Don’t want the fame or the fortune, just want to die great. Don’t want to make it rain, Don’t want you to remember my name, just want to meet my fate. Don’t want shelter from poverty, Don’t want to be a celebrity, Don’t want the press to acknowledge me, just want my tale to run…
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033: In the Thirty-Third Year
Plants bearing seeds according to their kinds and trees with fruit with seed according to it and (GOOD!) evening and good morning and Third day. Third river’s Tigris. Three sons: Shem, Ham Japeth. This is how you build it build it build it: three-hundy [insert colloquial measurements] long. Wife and three sons enter enter, three sons…