Five-Minute fiction - 00:53-00:58
Ive got to ask her, otherwise I think my brain might implode, Rand said as he sat down at the cafeteria table.
Oh? Julie said looking up from her delicious array of lunchroom edibles. And why would it do that if you didnt ask her?
I dont know, it just would. Theres so much pent up anxiety that Im liable to...
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Ive got to ask her, otherwise I think my brain might implode, Rand said as he sat down at the cafeteria table.
Oh? Julie said looking up from her delicious array of lunchroom edibles. And why would it do that if you didnt ask her?
I dont know, it just would. Theres so much pent up anxiety that Im liable to...
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Five-Minute fiction - 00:42-00:47
Its hard to describe. That feeling you get when you see the woman you know youre going to marry for the first time. Its especially difficult when said woman is pointing a pistol at you, and apparently knows how to use it.
I met Martha, if that is her real name, while on the job in Prague. She was beautiful. It...
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Its hard to describe. That feeling you get when you see the woman you know youre going to marry for the first time. Its especially difficult when said woman is pointing a pistol at you, and apparently knows how to use it.
I met Martha, if that is her real name, while on the job in Prague. She was beautiful. It...
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A Grim & Darker Tale: Body of Work (NaNoWriMo 2011/Day-4)
Reached 7,844 today Need to write more - http://far-fiction.com/NaNoWriMo
Reached 7,844 today Need to write more - http://far-fiction.com/NaNoWriMo
A Grim & Darker Tale: Body of Work (NaNoWriMo 2011/Day-3)
Reached 7,096 today Need to write more - http://far-fiction.com/NaNoWriMo
Reached 7,096 today Need to write more - http://far-fiction.com/NaNoWriMo
Five-Minute fiction - 23:04-23:09
You, sir, are a blathering blowhard. Four-hundred and fifty posts later and where are you? No where. Back at the beginning.
Being back at the beginning is being somewhere.
Yes, fine, but thats not the point. The point is Im not actually sure what the point is anymore, you derailed my train of thought.
I did no such thing. You did...
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You, sir, are a blathering blowhard. Four-hundred and fifty posts later and where are you? No where. Back at the beginning.
Being back at the beginning is being somewhere.
Yes, fine, but thats not the point. The point is Im not actually sure what the point is anymore, you derailed my train of thought.
I did no such thing. You did...
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Five-Minute fiction - 22:38-22:43
No one was really sure when the first Tick-Tock was made. No one was even sure where the idea came from. It is true that the use of clockwork mechanisms had begun to slowly to spread throughout the City. First here, then there. Until it seemed almost every industry made use of them. Perhaps, then, Tick-Tocks were the next logical step....
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No one was really sure when the first Tick-Tock was made. No one was even sure where the idea came from. It is true that the use of clockwork mechanisms had begun to slowly to spread throughout the City. First here, then there. Until it seemed almost every industry made use of them. Perhaps, then, Tick-Tocks were the next logical step....
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A Grim & Darker Tale: Body of Work (NaNoWriMo 2011/Day-1)
Posted here in all its 5,070 words of glory - http://far-fiction.com/NaNoWriMo
Posted here in all its 5,070 words of glory - http://far-fiction.com/NaNoWriMo
Five-Minute fiction - 23:14-23:19
The ball dropped the last few feet to the ground and slowly rolled across the floor. The col tiles carrying it along the natural slope of the uneven floor. Duncan Flaggin lay on the table and watched it roll away. He sighed heavily and tried to get up, but his arms and legs seemed reluctant to respond.
Great, just great, he...
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The ball dropped the last few feet to the ground and slowly rolled across the floor. The col tiles carrying it along the natural slope of the uneven floor. Duncan Flaggin lay on the table and watched it roll away. He sighed heavily and tried to get up, but his arms and legs seemed reluctant to respond.
Great, just great, he...
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Five-Minute fiction - 00:33-00:38
The City is a creature that rarely sleeps. It is a living, breathing, entity, and a smelly one at that. But few parts of the City were awake in the hours before dawn. It was an unseemly period, a time reserved for cutthroats and hooligans, or for happenstancers on their way home from somewhere, of probably nefarious geography. Nevertheless, the point...
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The City is a creature that rarely sleeps. It is a living, breathing, entity, and a smelly one at that. But few parts of the City were awake in the hours before dawn. It was an unseemly period, a time reserved for cutthroats and hooligans, or for happenstancers on their way home from somewhere, of probably nefarious geography. Nevertheless, the point...
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Five-Minute fiction - 22:34-22:39
As a matter of fact, no, Grim said as he sprang over the railing and dropped from sight.
The guards froze for but a moment before they catapulted to the balcony and stared out into the gathering twilight. Grim lay prone in the street some twenty feet below the balcony, both his legs hurt, but neither appeared broken, at least based...
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As a matter of fact, no, Grim said as he sprang over the railing and dropped from sight.
The guards froze for but a moment before they catapulted to the balcony and stared out into the gathering twilight. Grim lay prone in the street some twenty feet below the balcony, both his legs hurt, but neither appeared broken, at least based...
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