Writing
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A New Short Story…
Please check out my newest short story. Virgil Stooksbury. This story is also the first story on my blog which I have bothered to actually review and revise. I hope you enjoy. Peace and LoveMarv Continue reading
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Joyful Sadness
Joyful Sadness I am sad. Memories half-remembered have filled my dreams; sometimes coalescing into brilliance. Fleeting though. The aftermath a sadness of recollection lost. Past loved ones slipping into the oblivion of eternal night. Intangible ghosts; tendrils of nothing. Daylight brings hope for remembrance. I shake at the acme of the day; the slope of… Continue reading
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Writing… winnowing out the packing peanuts
“Try to leave out the part that readers tend to skip.” Elmore Leonard’s 10 Rules of Writing “So many large words, as though syllables will hide the truth” Sharon Mock, She Walks in Shadows “Vigorous writing is concise.” Walter Strunk Jr. As a software person, I try to keep aware… Continue reading
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The Mind’s Eye
The Mind’s Eye Kathy turned the eye of the stove on, its blood red coil searing the events of the evening into her mind, dulling her disturbed emotions. Hands shaking, she poured the peeled tomatoes into a saucepan, and added the dried noodles. These are Teddy’s favorites, Kathy thought glancing into the living room as… Continue reading
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Lonnie Stokes
“You ripped my scab you shithead.” Lonnie held his arm up to my face, “I ought to make you eat it Harmon.” “You did it L-Lonnie.” I said. “You di- did it trying to take my lunch box.” My voice hitching as I barely held back the tears. “Only a queer would have a Scooby-Do… Continue reading
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Michael Park’s Summer Vacation
Michael jumped at the knock on the door; almost knocking the paint can off the stepladder. “Coming.” Michael said as he wiped a little paint residue off his hands. “Are you Mister Michael Parks?” The policeman said. “Yes, I’m Michael Parks, my dad was the mister part though.” Michael said. smiling as he opened the… Continue reading
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The Rock Quarry
I have climbed Mount Everest. I have also climbed the Matterhorn. I have fought German Panzers advancing on Patton’s position. I have broken trail with Daniel Boone. And I have parlayed with the leaders of the Sioux nation whilst living amongst them as a mountain man. All within earshot of my mother calling me to… Continue reading
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Just Write
“To gain your own voice, you have to forget about having it heard.” —Allen Ginsberg “We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.” —Ernest Hemingway “Making people believe the unbelievable is no trick; it’s work. … Belief and reader absorption come in the details: An overturned tricycle in the gutter of… Continue reading
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Music and writing
“Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom. If you don’t live it, it won’t come out of your horn. They teach you there’s a boundary line to music. But, man, there’s no boundary line to art.” – Charlie Parker “Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring production… Continue reading
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Huntsville, Alabama
I’m going to Huntsville! Yup. For five wonderful days. Umm Why am I going to Huntsville you ask? Well, let me tell you… I’m going to Huntsville to write. I have made a decision to write more, and you can’t write more without writing. So I’m trying to figure out just how I can create… Continue reading
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