Inside This Mind_The Shop_Family Stranger Things_SO WHO'S IN CHARGE ANYWAY?
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Inside This Mind
Warning: Mild LanguageHey, Writing!Hey, yourself.The first review for the novel is in.And?One star.So?One. Star.From who?Leonard Bowman.It’s one critic. What Pulitzer-winning masterpiece has he written?He’s the top critic for the New York Review. His reviews are where the Next Big Things go to become the Next Big Things…or go to die.What did he say about us?My prose is infantile. The characters lack depth and personality. Had he even been mildly interested in the protagonist, his arc would have actually made him hate the character more. The only reason he read the book to the end was because h...
The Shop
Warning: Mild Language _______"I can see it now!" Scarlett exclaimed confidently with her hands on her hips. "...You're not wearing your glasses, Scar," Lucy grumbled lowly as she looked at Scarlett from the corner of her eyes."I said I could see it, not that I could see it well.""You're an asshole."Scarlett let out a soft chuckle as she wrapped her left arm around Lucy's shoulders, hip bumping her playfully. "You don't always need to see clearly to see things, ya know what I mean?" Scarlett rested her head on top of Lucy's as she spoke."Can you stop talking like a damn fortune cookie and just...
Family Stranger Things
“Deck the Halls with boughs of holly, FaLaLaLaLaaLaLaLaLa, Tis the season to be jolly, FaLaLaLaLaaLaLaLaLa.” This is the sound I heard as I got off the school bus and started for the front door of my house. Oh my, it’s already started this Christmas season. I wonder how the season will end, and who will get hurt because someone always gets hurt before New Year’s Day. As I entered the living room, the smell of turkey and dressing, pumpkin pie, cranberry sauce and so many other tantalizing aromas let me know we will have a great feast tonight. I was right, today was the last day of school befor...
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Hermes, the Messenger God, was in no hurry to deliver the urgent missive he'd just received. It was to Zeus, and Zeus could be such a tyrannical bully sometimes. Hermes was far too sensitive to want to face Zeus when he was irritated, which seemed to be most of the time. So, Hermes tried to, instead, enjoy as many hours in his golden palace as possible, play his lyre, make his deliveries when called upon and, above all, stay under the Father of the Gods' radar.And, in fact, he was doing just that, savoring a leisurely sip of nectar while strumming his lyre and humming, when suddenly he was hit...