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Peak mountain

Snow. A handful of flakes on the surface of more snow. They are tipped up by the wind, blown onto their sides, more join them; they coalesce in a bluish-white icy ghast. 213 more words

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Journalism Has Made For Quite A Year​

I began a journalist’s writing course with Guardian Liberty Voice called Graduate Writer’s Boot Camp in June 2015. It was an experience that I will never regret. 408 more words


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Laurabeth Klara Lockwood.

My first name was a combination of my mother’s first and middle names. Klara was an eastern European great-grandmother I’d never met, my mother’s grandmother. 119 more words

Allegorical Story || 2

Ringgggg! Ringggg!

Instinctively, my fingers shot to the shrieking alarm as my chest rattled with pained breaths. Sweat streaked down my face as I began to recall the dream. 1,573 more words

Allegorical Story



I lost. I lost you, my little one. You are doing well. I have seen pictures to prove that. You lead a good life, but I don’t see you. 52 more words

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He stood as near the door as he could. His left hand held on to the suitcase while the right took care of the duffel bag. 57 more words

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Camp NaNoWriMo, Day 23...

Even though it’s currently Day 25.

So, I changed my mind-real shocker, that.  I decided that if 50,000 was good enough for me to get to on my way to 75,000, then 50,000 was a good enough goal for NaNoWriMo.  209 more words

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