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    Secret Author Contest-Forbidden Is... Revealed? Nooooo.

    By Cia

    Ha! Did you think it was time to share the stories and authors? No!! Total clickbait. Heehee! That's right, time to vote on your favorite! Now, to be fair, it would be ideal to have read ALL the stories. Can you vote without having read them? YES! Because this is about your favorite use of our theme of Forbidden Knowledge that you read in this year's Secret Author Forbidden Knowledge stories. Pick a SINGLE title, this isn't your top three. It doesn't even have to be your favorite overall st
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Denzel Washington is a stud!

... and Fresno is weird.   I waited up for Rich Saturday night till 2 am, or at least I tried to, and then we slept about three hours. I got up and took a shower and got ready to go, woke Rich up to get ready, who took considerably less time to get ready, didn't even shave, and so he had that sexy, scruffy look going on. We get in the car and I drive to Steve's thinking I'll be sweet and he can sleep longer, but apparently when I drive, he can't sleep since he's too busy looking over his shoul

viv

viv

100 ways to say adios to a pesky character

100 Ways to Kill Your Character     Natural Causes Acute Illness/Infectious Diseases: an acute disease is a disease with either or both of a rapid onset and a short course influenza Lower respiratory infections Diarrheal diseases Tuberculosis Malaria Measles Pertussis Tetanus Meningitis Hepatitis syphilis West Nile disease Lyme Disease [*]Chronic Illness; a disease that is long-lasting or recurrent. heart disease Cancer Liver disease Kid

JamesSavik

JamesSavik

Warning! Depressing Thoughts

I've been slowly sliding downhill. There's a lot of stress in my life right now, my mind responds by getting depressed. It didn't work this way before, but it does now. Such is life.   The creative juices aren't flowing as freely, which is to be expected. I'm on a downhill slide. Such is life.   Tonight, I go to Portland for orientation tomorrow. The wife gives me a sad look. I'm going away from her. She'll be alone. She's very much like a little kid. All of her stories, remembrances of happ

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

Sometimes

I think I try too hard to do things I don't know how to do. I recently decided that I hate reading high school stories and was ready to try something new for myself. I wanted to write something adult oriented, but not tragic or anything with a moral lesson. I just wanted it to involve two adult males living their lives who happened to meet. I guess my problem is that I don't have anything to reference. Most of my fiction stories come from my imagination, one where I tell myself the story and t

NickolasJames8

NickolasJames8

The frustration of inadequacy

The greatest frustration is to be without words to express what you are feeling. I have a dictionary full of words. I have a thesaurus full of words. All the words in the world are at my fingertips. I can find any word I want with the turn of a few pages or the click of a few keys. Yet I am at a loss for how to put them together to say what I feel.   That is maybe not quite true. I can say words that would get the point across. I might even be able to say them prettily or with some se

Luc

Luc

I'm back...

Yeah!!!!! I'm back ...Now I just need to figure out what I'm doing...lol   lets see...first thing...read ....then I'll read some more....then I'll start writing again   Hugs,   Tom

Tom

Tom

the Burden of Perfection

Once upon a time there was a thing called science. Science was a beautiful thing because it offered answers to those with the wits to comprehend without the need for witch-doctors or crystal balls. In fact science offered humanity something very special: an ordered universe without the need for the super-natural.   Science had a pristine logic and reasoning process because even when science reached the wrong conclusion, each step in the scientific method depends on empirical evidence and peer

JamesSavik

JamesSavik

Whew!

I just finished Chapter 18 of The Pastel Cowboy and I reached the point in time where I'm supposed to be. So many things are afoot right now, but I can't tell you anything, so I won't.   I've been following through on Lugh's suggestion and putting more of my stuff up on eFiction. I want to put up my Kiel's Story/Tim and the Corsair series, but I want to seriously edit it before doing so. It is a bit much with all the violence, suicides, and constant talk about rape. I requested the assistance

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

It's that time again...

It's been over a month since my last blog so I figured I'm due for an update. My life was going relatively uneventful until these past few days.   Let's start with the whole San Francisco thing... I finally bought my plane ticket so I'll be there from Friday morning at 10AM until Monday morning at 7 or 8AM I think. I'm looking forward to it a lot... there are a few people going that I've been dieing to meet for a while now and I'm glad I'll finally get the chance. So if you're thinking about g

JSmith

JSmith

Don't you just hate it?

I just finished Chapter 17 of The Pastel Cowboy. I wish I could tell you what happened, but I can't because it would ruin everything, literally. (Was that a pun?)   What can I tell you?   Well, nothing, actually because what happened was so unexpected. It was another one of those creative moments when everything comes together and out pops a plot twist. And, let me tell you right now, it was one heck of a plot twist. It certainly surprised the heck out of me.   See?   It's like winning P

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

Home

Well, we made it.   It was a long haul, but with our son helping with the driving, we made it in 16 hours. That's a bit long, but we did stop to see Great Salt Lake, the rocket exhibit at ATK, have lunch in Mountain Home, Idaho, and dinner in Troutdale, Oregon.   It feels good to be home.   Per request from Lugh I posted Chapter 1 of "The Pastel Cowboy" to eFiction. I don't know where this will lead, but I'm willing to follow at least for awhile.   Right now, I'm waiting for a call from

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

Perils of Cooking

Due to circumstances beyond my control, I have been forced to stop eating take-out for lunch and now have to eat my own cooking. As I'm a fairly good cook, this isn't exactly an ordeal, but the clean-up promises to be. You see, I can start cooking just fine, but it is a little difficult to stop once I'm going. This weekend (my job is three days on, three days off, making my weekend a roving holiday of sorts that bears no particular relationship to the weeks of other people) for instance, I decid

B1ue

B1ue

Going Home, Part Tres

Today, I hit 58 on the annual counter, 6 years further than my father.   Today, I quit long haul driving mostly refrigerated loads across America.   Today, I finished getting Chapter 1 of The Pastel Cowboy read to put up on eFiction. I haven't put it up before because I thought it was a bit much for GA, but it seems some at GA want it, so I've acquiesed to their demands. I'll have it up as soon as I get home or Wednesday, whichever comes first.   Today, I finished the second section of Cha

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

PLEASE vote, If I can figure out how to make this poll work...

If you have no idea who S t e v e n is or need to evaluate some evidence... you can do that here S t e v e n's Gallery I, myself, would like to point out numbers 106, 101, 95, 77, 70, 48, 45, 44, 33, 32, 30, 25, 11, 6, 3, 2, 1... so like... all of them   Anyway, besides that, there's not a lot to tell really. I've been working, and tired, and my house is a disaster so I'm going to round up the troops as soon as I'm done here and make them help clean up since this is what happens when I work t

viv

viv

My Drunk Life!

So this past week has already started off to being a great one.   One thing I noticed this year was how close I and my co workers Brandon and Ashlee became over the school year. See we all met each other for the first time last year during the summer, and so how we just really clicked. Even after the summer was over, we would still see each other at least twice a week. And it's weird because we are each so different yet we get a long so well.   So this year when we all worked together for

Meeko

Meeko

Going Home

I'm on my last load for this company, headed for the barn, as the saying goes.   I'm sitting in the first rest area on I-80 in Iowa thinking I shouldn't be writing this, but should be eating my breakfast and getting down the road. After all it's past 0800 and my 10 hours were up at 0700.   I'm writing like I'm crazy, again. Chapter 16 (5,500+ words) was done in one day. Chapter 17 may take three, depending on how I do on the road.   I'm definitely not dropping as fast as usual. I'm still a

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

"I ain't never been in love"

You know that song, "Jane Says", by Jane's Addiction? It goes like this:   "Jane Says"   Jane says I'm done with Sergio He treats me like a ragdoll She hides The television Says I don't owe him nothing, But if he comes back again Tell him to wait right here for me Or just Try again tomorrow I'm gonna kick tomorrow Gonna kick tomorrow   Jane says Have you seen my wig around? I feel naked without it She knows They all want her to go But that's O.K. man She dont like th

AFriendlyFace

AFriendlyFace

day two...

So my SUPER BIG BOY started first grade yesterday. I know SO early... but we have year round elemetary school here so... anyway. I was sorta pissed off yesterday when Rich and I went to drop him off cause they had the walkway all blocked off with signs saying 'No Parents Beyond This Point'... I'm like... yeah, he's 5. I know we were just here last night to see what class he was in and who his teacher was, and we walked over and showed it to him and where he is supposed to line up, but... yeah,

viv

viv

Mr. Perfect (or what I'm es-saying about character)

Mr. Perfect   Mr. Perfect     What would we have in common and why would I be interested in reading about him?   We have all met Mr. Perfect in literature. Perfect grades, perfect teeth, perfect family, perfect life.   What an perfect ass-hat. We have NOTHING in common. I'm hating this guy already.   He's one of those rich, preppy guys that have parties with their rich, preppy friends on their perfect yachts and their perfect mansions.   Where's an F-ing U-boat when you need one?

JamesSavik

JamesSavik


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