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Should I Stop Doing My Blog? Confessions of a Discouraged Blogger

Do you ever wonder if you're wasting your time blogging and ask yourself whether you should quit? That was the question I was asking myself the other day. Do I stick with my blog or bow out? Maybe let it fade into obscurity? (Actually, it's already obscure so that wouldn't take much effort). I'm sure …

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Sample Chapter from Sean Layton’s Book

We had been in a lull with Kevin’s addiction when suddenly, he disappeared again. Same drill as usual: we waited and hoped for the best. About a week and a half into my brother’s current absence, I was on the far side of the Valley hanging with a couple of buddies in Peoria. I’d been …

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The Hollywood sign

Making Life Decisions — Flash Fiction

Mike rolls into L.A. His hatchback, his hermit crab shell, is packed roof high. Later, drinking a beer, he admires Lars’ Emmy for Sound Editing sitting on the shabby coffee table. “Look, there’s been a development,” says Lars casually. “The financing fell through last week.” Gut-punched, Mike suspects his new job has just evaporated. “Turns …

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Last Seat — Flash Fiction

Trembling over her, afraid to touch, Marcus never saw her face. Her chestnut hair is what he’ll remember. And the crimson nimbus of blood spreading across the asphalt. She had barely squeezed into the last space ahead of him. The tail car of the accelerating trolley, snapping around the corner, flung her carelessly from the …

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Couple in troubled relationship

The Lifeline — Flash Fiction

“Make love to me,” she murmurs clinging desperately to his fragile stability amongst the raging chaos. She’s in the best shape of her life. Better than when they were madly in love. Body fat down to nothing, long legs toned from daily ten-mile walks trying to escape herself, breasts like rare fruit enticingly within reach. …

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Fungible Love, 1986 — Flash Fiction

You took my hand, and we slipped away from Karen’s party like we’d known each other forever. Later, I scribbled down my number, then a lingering, predawn kiss at your front door. All week I lived on memories. Brown, pliable curves and wine-dark nipples stiffening under the brush of my fingertips. My phone sat stubbornly …

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Car Swimming — Flash Fiction

“Thanks,” he croaks. His unnatural gyrations are freaking me out. I ease the car into traffic. He babbles about hiding from the police. I’m brimming with a host of different emotions. His right elbow bangs sharply against the passenger window. “Stop thrashing around.” “Sorry,” he mumbles. But he can’t stop, limbs flailing with the frantic …

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The Drabble Posts a Short Piece from Yours Truly

I'd like to thank The Drabble for posting a short piece I adapted for their site! If you don't have time to read War and Peace during your busy day, you've got a short attention span *cough Jason Etzel and James McDonald*, or you simply appreciate the art of brevity in writing (100 words or …

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