Posted by Kathy Kachelries on January 2, 2006 · Leave a Comment
“You really shouldn’t write so much,” the boy said. He perched on the edge of an orange subway chair and jumped off as the train screeched to a halt, catching himself on the handrail and spinning around. “If I didn’t write so much, you wouldn’t be here,” the woman said coolly. “Well, yeah, but maybe [...]
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Posted by J.R. Blackwell on January 1, 2006 · Leave a Comment
After a night of drinking, following the uncontrolled sleep of total blackness, there comes for humans a level of morning sobriety that is so clear it is painful. The white light of morning truth shines through to the black recesses of the human brain, and suddenly, the consequences of all those epic and sloppy actions [...]
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