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    November CSR Discussion Day: Hustle by Talo Segura

    By Cia

    Wow, November already. With the year almost over, I wanted to keep featuring things that kept readers guessing and challenge the idea of the traditional reading genres and stories. What did you think of Hustle? Share your thoughts below, but first, the interview!! Chocolate or Vanilla? I have to cheat... both! What's your favorite room in your home? Do you plot or write there? I don't have a favourite room and I write where ever I find myself alone and not being disturbed, of
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A Season to Live, A Season to Die

Handling Holidays and Grief     This entry will be very wishy washy, telling things out of sequence, etc.   I had an uncle that has been my grandson's babysitter at my house for the last three or four years. He was actually at the birth of my grandson. They formed a very tight bond, and of course he became ever closer to my husband and me. December 26th , he died. We were all devastated. His wife called me at work before 7 a.m. that morning and I could not leave, but his son and wif
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conflicted

i had some flings in high school, but it was about as high school as anything could of gotten. incredibly romantic and short lived and life went on. i tended to go through close friends, i had my circuit of friends and then some closer ones, those usually were in flux not all the time but every... i dunno, change of a few seasons, your friends change. i was bored with myself i think.   but i had a close friend and he and i were cool. we shared alot in common and whatever (he writes beat poetry
thatboyChase

thatboyChase

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I Feel F-A-T!

Disaster of the highest order struck on Christmas day. The Yettie made a balls up!   I figured to myself that I'd be smooth and get all my veg and stuff preps on Christmas Eve after opening pressies. Not that this would take very long, it was just mom and me, but still it's always been a crimbo tradition to open our gifts on Christmas eve. I guess as kids we were just too impatient to wait till Christmas day!   So yeah, I pealed the spuds, sorted out the greens, organised the carrots and th
Yettie One

Yettie One

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A story ends a story begins

Desolation Angels is finished, wow, what a month, I never expected that a short little draft scribbled in my journal while sitting in a little blind squirrel hunting would morph into what it did. I loved every step of the writing process, even the chapters where I knew the characters were going to hurt were exciting pieces to write because I knew that in the end, there would be good things for them. I want to take a moment to thank again everyone who read the story, everyone who ‘liked’ it and e
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layla

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The story of my life

The period between Christmas and New Year is an opportunity to provide an update and move forward. I do not know how much time I have left to live. What is certain is that, despite the passing of time, I try to stay as often as possible in contact with the world around me. Many of my friends are dead, but GA has offered me the opportunity to meet new friends. Going through my old blogs, I found a text written in 2008 and I updated it. For all those who do not know me yet, here's the text. I go
old bob

old bob

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Christmas

Even at the worst of times you look for a silver lining, or so my grandmother always said. So I'm taking that advice and running with it.   Today is Christmas and I hope everyone had a great day.   I managed to sleep late. With my schedule lately that was an unexpected pleasure. Add to that my father cooked this year for a change and I am ecstatic. I can't remember the last time he cooked.   I was luckily enough to have some friends who sent me gifts so this year I had something to open o
comicfan

comicfan

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Christmas Upon Us

So it is right on our doorstep ey! Christmas Eve is here and while this year may really not seem like all the others I've known or enjoyed, it is still for me somewhat of a symbol of hope that there is some purpose for us all in this world, and we can come together and remember those we miss and cherish and spend time with those we still have time to be able to spend.   I am not overly religious, but I have indicated in the past that I do have a belief, and so I guess that the season also bea
Yettie One

Yettie One

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The in-laws are coming

So we made it through the end of world (big shock) and Christmas has come round again.   This year my in-laws (well, you know what I mean, Brett's parents) are coming to Christmas dinner, and they arrive tomorrow - God help us all.   Now don't get me wrong, I love his mum to bits, but she's just too much for me to handle when I'm cooking.   Our kitchen is a tiny little thing that is just about large enough for an oven, a sink, a fridge and one (count them ONE) cook. His mum is like those a
Andy78

Andy78

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Music and creativity

I absolutely can’t work without sound, doesn’t matter if it’s drawing or writing or sewing or cooking, I have to have music playing or I have to sing, no other background sound will do. I’ve tried the TV, but unless I want to put it to the classic rock or alternative music channel, then the TV is useless too and usually it’s on for sports so I can watch the game, (like now- Minnesota’s winning!) but not really have to listen to it. So as I was sitting working on another chapter of Desolation Ang
layla

layla

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words words words

the tilt shift     n. a phenomenon in which your lived experience seems oddly inconsequential once you put it down on paper, which turns an epic tragicomedy into a sequence of figures on a model train set, assembled in their tiny classrooms and workplaces, wandering along their own cautious and well-trodden paths—peaceable, generic and out of focus.
thatboyChase

thatboyChase

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High School Luncheons

Every year, there's an alumni luncheon at my old high school. It was fun as it always is- I get free Bobbie subs from Capriotti's and such.   One thing that was absolutely hysterical was this holiday show performance called the "12 Joys of Cab", which makes fun of the teachers at the school. This year, one guy was singled out as the hot young teacher that girls won't stop drooling over- I mean, they absolutely ripped into him.   The funny thing was that this guy was none other than "Dave K",
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methodwriter85

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Life and its Curve Balls: Part III

Well, with everything going on with my brother, the holidays were looking to be anything but relaxing. None of us wanted to go through Christmas waiting to hear the latest results, but at the same time, we weren't sure that we wanted the results before Christmas. Anyways. My brother let us know that they got his FISH results back and it's NOT the two really really bad ones that don't respond to Chemo. It's not the optimum one that has a really high success rate, but it is more of a general c
Renee Stevens

Renee Stevens

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Some thoughts about this new world

I wrote a poem this morning about the end of an era and I want to explain it.   Today 12/21/2012 marks the end of an age/era in Mayan calendars. However, what type of era, do we live in now?   Gay rights is winning left and right, gay marriage seems on the cusp of success and the majority of people no longer thinks of us as mentally ill. The religious fanatics are dying out along with a generation of hate mongers, racists, and generally "bad" people. Science is reaching greater heights and g
W_L

W_L

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What a Day!

Well, hell that was on mind twister of a day. I mean the carnage of oblivion was so chaotic I am surprised that I can at all make it to a keyboard and be able to share my thoughts of doomsday and the effects of being lost somewhere on the edge of existence. It was actually really good to meet half of you on the stairs up to this waiting room, I guess the other half were going down stairs???   LOL I can quite honestly say I am pretty glad that I'm still breathing today. Not that I expected oth
Yettie One

Yettie One

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Coming Attractions...

Well, I was trying to hold out for Christmas Eve, but I settled for 'The Mayans Were Wrong' Day or as it's called around my house 'Happy, We Didn't Blow Up' Day...   I have posted a new story. I wasn't sure exactly how to post this one, so I'll explain what I am doing.   The new story is titled 'Danny & CJ' it introduces two new characters named (funny enough) Danny and CJ to the 'Riding Lessons' universe. I created a 'book' for this story called 'Interludes' because I have plans for a n
Andrew Todd

Andrew Todd

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End of My World? Really?

So the Mayan's reckon they know something that we don't ey?   Well if this is so, then by all accounts come sometime Friday, I'll be sitting somewhere in either a heaven or a hell or somewhere in between, as yeah, I guess I am one of those crazy goons that believes in an afterlife of some sort.   I am not really worried about it, I mean I made comment in a post on the Forum the other day, that mankind has been predicting the demise of the world since the time the first civilisations began re
Yettie One

Yettie One

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December into January

I have not exactly been enjoying this month. It has been hard for so many reasons. Forgive me, but this is going to be one of those blogs.   1) My job is hell. I work retail and that alone is hell for anyone who has to do it. However I get the added bonus of working customer service. That is its own special type of hell. I've been told I have ruined people's Christmas, Hanukkah, New Year's, Honeymoon vacation, and Wedding plans because I couldn't or wouldn't return something. Add in the weird
comicfan

comicfan

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Tomato.... in a fruit basket

I went back to my hometown this weekend. The purpose was twofold, firstly, Paya and I were visiting my parents for Christmas before we jet off to the Czech Republic for the actual event. Secondly, we had a large family gathering, where Paya would meet with the majority of my very, very large family.   The thing is, I always feel a little bit like "a tomato in a fruit basket" at family functions. Like the tomato, Technically, I belong there - but in reality it just doesn't feel right.   I
Westie

Westie

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The Vermilion Cannery

The Vermilion Cannery     The storm started out modestly near the Cape Verde islands off the coast of East Africa.   The prevailing winds took it across the warm waters of the tropical Atlantic where it grew to become a category 3 hurricane but it was too late in the season. When Hurricane Mona entered the Gulf, instead of strengthening like they often do in August and September, it meandered through the cooler waters of October and November losing strength. It brushed Hati and Cuba and the
JamesSavik

JamesSavik

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Leaving Alone - A poem

I wait for you When the black leather seats of the diner Are no longer plush And stuffing oozes Like mashed potatoes From broken stitching Cracked Faded Like the rearview I watch for you in Walking Through fields of blooming clover Thumb out Waiting For the aged silver bus Painted in flowers To ride on by And me In beads and braids Hanging out the window Mellow and warm Swaying To old freedom songs Lost Now In the pounding rhythm of a country So far removed From all th
layla

layla

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This weekend needs a do-over

No. I don't want to talk about it.   Baby killing assholes. Losing Roan. I wish I could have called this weekend off as a bad idea.   Times like this it's hard to be clean and sober.   If you've ever been in a fight and you've been hit a few times, you taste blood before it really hurts.   Now I'm going to crawl inside my headphones and listen to good music loud and tune out the world.   I know that I'll have to come up for air sooner or later. Now- I just want to tune it all out.  
JamesSavik

JamesSavik

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Litany of the Damned

I know I MUST write, else I’ll go mad. So, I am writing this.   As you all well know yesterday, a mad man carrying a gun entered a school full of children in Connecticut and killed 20 children and 7 adults. The person in question later killed himself as well. One of the teachers of the school was his mother, who was the target of this seemingly volcanic eruption of emotion that had led to the killing spree. The man was mentally ill. And he had access to a semiautomatic rifle that was used to f
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