Dual Lives

02/25/2014 Writing Practice Her leg's feel heavy as she climbs the stairs to her apartment. Juggling a back-pack, brief case and a box of her own collected evidence she manages to get the keys out of her pocket and place them in the door. That's odd... I was sure I locked this when I left today. I must need to sleep more than I thought. Christine...

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Time Passed

02/23/2014 Writing Practice Ash woke up to the soft whiz of the cabinet door opening beside him. Food is served. Breakfast, by the smell of it. He had only two ways to keep track of time. An enclosed room with no windows or natural light prevents any external data. Time runs together without a point of reference. Ash had two. The type of food being served. And his internal body clock which has been regulated for decades...

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Fresh and Startling and Intriguing

02/15/2014 Writing Quote         I liked this quote. From the introduction to “Ender's Game” By Orson Scott Card: “I felt a strong desire to write stories that would do for others what Asimov’s story had done for me. In other genres, that desire is usually expressed by producing thinly veiled rewrites of the great work: Tolkien’s disciples far too often simply rewrite Tolkien,...

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Restless... wrecked for the ordinary.

02/14/2014 Writing Practice Restless. That's the only way to describe the atmosphere. When Ash walked into the small church only two months before it had been a small community baptist church. 150 members. The board had been the same for 15 years. They'd gone through two pastors in that time. 150 members typically meant 75 of them showed...

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Images

Whisps of images pass before him. It started Yesterday. One here or there. At first they seemed like shadows, mere plays of light on highly reflective walls. Now they are taking form. High tech place. Whatever these holograph's are supposed to be they were odd. Some were starting to resemble people. Others animals. Still not clear enough to make out exactly. ***** Do you suppose it's working? He's reacting to something. What's...

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Cold

02/11/2014 Writing Practice The ground is wet. Cold drizzle surrounds everything. Droplets of water blanket the car. So he opens the door and sits down to start the engine. He loves this weather. There is something about cold that makes him feel very present and alive. He turns on the wipers to clean the window and the water doesn't leave,...

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36 Hours

2014/02/03 Writing Practice The iPod only had two songs loaded. One said "Instruction", the other said "Listen". So Ash placed the ear buds in his ears and pressed play. "Greetings Capt Ashmun. No doubt you have many questions. Sadly you may not ever find the answers to all of them. However if you cooperate in this little experiment I can assure you that you will be returned to your old life, you are under no immediate physical...

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