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June 30, 2010

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Published on June 30, 2010 04:07

June 29, 2010

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Guess the Plot

Dark Inheritance

1. Sydney Fermoyle's got oil. Uncle Jack left him the wells, along with instructions for a ridiculous ritual that must be performed before each new drilling. When Sydney tosses the instructions, strange, shadowy creatures begin to haunt the wells.

2. Lorraine's late mother always referred to her childhood home as "the ancestral castle of pure evil." So when Lorraine learns that she's inherited the old house, she does what any goth girl would: she moves right in.

3....
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Published on June 29, 2010 05:24

Cartoon 674

Caption: Anon.

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Published on June 29, 2010 04:00

June 28, 2010

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SYNOPSIS - JOSHUA AND THE FANTASTIC FOREST

If you haven't read the query for this novel, which was posted Friday the 25th, and you want to play Guess the Plot, scroll down now, as this synopsis gives away the plot. Of course, if you want to be able to say you got a Guess the Plot right for a change, read on.





Twelve-year-old Joshua Cooper finds out a walk in the woods can change his life forever with one chance meeting – or end it on a battlefield.

Bored as the new kid in town, he is desperate fo...
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Published on June 28, 2010 06:03

Cartoon 673

Caption: Whirlochre

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Published on June 28, 2010 04:00

June 27, 2010

Writing Exercise Results . . .


are in the posts below.

The ones that don't star Evil Editor have ambitions beyond being published on this blog, so if you have any constructive criticism, feel free to pass it on.
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Published on June 27, 2010 07:14

BREAKUP SCENE 7

A single tear rolled down the creature's face. 'Sorry, I can't do this any more.'

Evil had seen this coming, but no augury could ease the pain. Six months, nine days and thirteen hours exactly: the longest he'd ever been with a weredingo. And now, like Schwarzenegger's movie career, everything was so, so over.

'What gives? Is it my snoring? My reading in bed? The ballistic action of my stud muffin thrust pipe?'

With a forlorn nod, the weredingo said, 'No. It's because I'm a dog and you're a huma...
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Published on June 27, 2010 07:12

BREAKUP SCENE 6

From a WIP: Mari and Rabi Isaacs were engaged, but Mari was just caught spying and knocked out by a blaster. Miles is Rabi's commander.

Mari's hand fell to the floor, ringless. She felt it dully, and tried to open her eyes.

"So, you're the Rebels have known our codes for the last year."

She tried to answer. Her lips moved in what might've been a "No," a "What," or a "Who," but not a "Yes." Her eyes opened but didn't focus, and a line of drool trickled from the corner of her mouth.

[…:]

Mari blinked...
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Published on June 27, 2010 07:10

BREAKUP SCENE 5

"I'm so glad you agreed to go out with me," I said.

"Yeah, well, I'm just doing this to piss off my boyfriend for canceling our date just because his mother died," she replied.

"I like a woman who's narcissistic, superficial, and vindictive," I told her, gambling she didn't know the meaning of any of the words.

"Thank you," she said. "So, what do you do for a living?"

"I'm a body washer," I answered.

"I hope you don't mean you work at a car wash."

"No, no, you know how when a person gets murdered t...
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Published on June 27, 2010 07:08

BREAKUP SCENE 4

We went out to the garden after the last waltz and he asked me to marry him. He really thought I'd say yes. And I might have done. It was this time of year. If he'd asked in spring probably I would have said yes. But it was fall, and I thought how there were so many things I could do, and so little time; and if I married him that would be part of all the rest of my time, would change what I could do, make some things real and cut some things off; and how could I be sure that was what I wanted...
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Published on June 27, 2010 07:06

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