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It’s amazing where the flames of inspiration come from. I got my latest spark from a book I picked up…somewhere…I don’t even remember where. I loved title as it was all about a bookstore and Paris. Two of my favorite subjects. How could I resist? And there it...
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Some stories are location driven; the ‘where’ is the most important feature. Whether it’s the landscape of the frozen tundra or the interior of a country general store, it’s the setting that pulls a reader in. Some stories are a retelling of a historical event....
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He reaches out his hand and she takes it cautiously but still willingly, not knowing exactly where this next move was going to take them. On the porch, in the early twilight of a warm country summer evening, the peepers and frogs have begun to serenade, surrounding...
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“Social Media Is Not Real Life,” – Essena O’Neill “Nothing Reads Like Real Life” – me After three years of FaceBook-ing/Instagram-ing/Tweeting, amassing nearly a half a million ‘friends’ and followers, after securing...
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The men were wearing denim vests over their t-shirts. Sewn on the back of the vests was a full three-piece outlaw motorcycle club patch. The gray top rocker with blue letters said Skuldmen—directly below it was a rectangular MC patch—the bottom rocker said New York....
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The small of band of Skuldmen MC pulled out and hit the Wilbur Cross Parkway again. Side by side, the best way to ride, they screamed down the picturesque highway in central Connecticut. Ten minutes later they blasted through the Heroes Tunnel in West Rock Ridge....
