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- 1031: Creative Writing: The Highwayman
- ... his arms, ready to rise to his shoulder, take aim, and fire. The lantern throws ghostly shadows as the coach rushes by the surrounding trees. The experienced eyes of the Rifleman, watching everything as it flies by, waits for that movement, that shape, that does not belong. He listens to the sound of air rushing past, the sound of the horses, listening to their hooves as they strike ground and gulp ...
- 1032: Creative Story: Neolithic Park
- ... for the evening, the day looked as if it would turn out to be enjoyable after all. The morning passed by quickly for Brian, and, as suddenly as he had woken up, the Time that Flies had taken him to the late afternoon. Brian approached his parents sitting in the dining room, visiting. "Well, I suppose I'll be seeing you all about eleven or so. By the way, you mind ...
- 1033: The Day in the Life of A Drug Addict
- ... about three years ago, when I was in the middle of my drug addiction. This day, like many others, was spent with my boyfriend Doug. I have been clean two years now. I thank the Lord above for changing my life and taking away the control the drugs have over my life. I look back today thinking how could anyone live this type of life. e
- 1034: Creative Writing: The County Courthouse
- ... It is a Romanesque building, three stories high, with large pillars in the front. Ivy grows up one side of the building. The green grass in the courtyard is immaculately kept. The United States flag flies high above the building. Etched in stone on the front wall of the courthouse are the words" truth, justice, and liberty." This is a place where one should feel truly safe. As I walk inside ...
- 1035: Creative Writing: Under The Spell - A travel tale by Danny O'brien
- ... outside Cork where N8 ended and became N25 for the last two and a half miles into Cork City. We reached Cork about mid afternoon proud that we have covered almost ninety, as the crow flies sixty five, miles without getting completely lost more than once. One of life's less forgettable experiences is an Irish road signpost. It is usually a post near an intersection which usually has three or ...
- 1036: Creative Writing: South vs. North
- ... fight but didn't have the confidence they had before. I organized my men and started a charge. We ran in firing our guns at the Union soldiers. I could see my men dropping like flies. We fought and fought until I called a full retreat. My men and I ran and ran. I had only about 60 soldiers remaining. There wasn't nearly enough to put forth a decent attack ...
- 1037: Creative Writing: Godzilla in Tokyo
- ... far. Tell the pilot to determine his course, if he is headed for Tokyo we must take necessary actions. At once sir. 45 minutes later on board a navy helicopter above the Pacific Ocean... Good lord! It is Godzilla! I never believed I would see him again! Tokyo is doomed! The city of Tokyo was prepared for such an attack. Godzilla had repeatedly bashed the city time and time again for ...
- 1038: Personal Writing: Taking Some Time Off To Watch Nature
- ... from a bird feeder. I heard birds chirping then over top the birds I heard geese for off in the woods by the lake. I was lucky didn't get bitten by any bugs or flies, I guess it was because the wind was blowing. I could smell the brewery; the wind carried it over. The smell was so strong; it smelled like I was standing right next to it. I ...
- 1039: Creative Writing: Sensory Writing
- ... my ears a rest. It is down to a dull roar, like a breeze blowing around leaves. My feet and hands ache from being pounded for nearly three hours. Passing the bathroom, a dirty, smell flies in the air. It is like walking through an old abandoned building that hasn't been cleaned in years. And then I step outside. And smell the fresh air. And my mind clears. Remembering times ...
- 1040: William Gibson and The Internet
- ... possessed'. Bobby eventually meets Beauvoir, a member of a Voudoun/cyber sect, who tells him that in Cyberspace the entity he actually met was Erzulie, and that he is now a favourite of Legba, the lord of communication... Beauvoir explains that Voudoun is the perfect religion for this era, because it is pragmatic - "It isn't about salvation or transcendence. What it's about is getting things done ." Eventually, we come ...
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