Tuesday, October 4, 2016
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Prologue: The Three Indians
Prologue: The Three Indians The frozen winter wind rattled the windows of our shack. We all sat in a semi-circle around the fireplace. My...
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Loy saw her in the cemetery just outside of Serpentville, and the sight of her stirred his soul. Dressed in his clean khakis, his brogues...
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Welcome. Today's guest blogger is Christina Philippou. Christina’s writing career has been a varied one, from populating the short-stor...
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Lighted Windows I wrote a collection of short stories, Lighted Windows , about a boy growing up in the fifties and sixties in a small com...
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