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A Dream of Impossible People 002 (FICTION)

read part 1 Sometimes when he slept, he would half wake. A menace would hang in the air. Something would be in the room with him, just on the edges of his vision, smeared into the shadows and watching him with burning eyes. He’d try to scream but couldn’t. He first saw one when he was 11 or 12. His eyes eased opening after a night awake wondering why it felt so strange to lay on your stomach. Just outside his bedroom door, a skeleton. Not a collection of bones strung together like you’d find in a classroom. No, this was a being. A thing. A malevolent entity. It watched him sleep. Observed him. Waited for its moment to do … what? He tried to…
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A Dream of Impossible People 001 (FICTION)

He didn’t often shave. When he did, the mirror twisted and cracked, his face split between the shards, each of those infinite reflections thinking of infinite ways to die and why he was frightened by, and drawn to, each one of those endings. Instead, he drank coffee with no caffeine, because caffeine was just a rush of heartbeats and regrets, inky black, like so many nights caught in the grip of sleep paralysis, but in liquid form. From there, it was the choice: clean or unclean. Most days he was unclean. This suited him. Let the cover be the book. Let the book dictate the cover. And aren’t we all merely books made flesh? On this day it was no shave, coffee that did not…
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The Girl and the Dog: Fiction Fragment

She reached down for the water bottle at her side, remembered it was empty only when she brought to her lips, sighed, and hung her head. “I should have stayed in the city.” She knew she was wrong about that, of course. The city is where it all started. Things were still bad there. And the smell? She didn’t want to think about the smell. But at least she knew what to do in the city. What abandoned stores to search, which apartments had storerooms others might now know about, what neighborhoods were left at least somewhat intact after the Event. She could find something to eat there. Something to drink. A place to sleep. Hell is other people, though, as someone once said. However…
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Where to Get Inspiration For Your Writing

Contributed Post Everyone, well many people at least, like the idea of becoming a writer. Sitting in a cafe, with a pen and paper, creating notes that will eventually come to a solid piece of work? It’s a romantic image, for sure. But let’s not forget that one of the reasons why it’s such a highly valued craft is because it’s difficult to do. The world would be a poorer place if anyone and everyone could be an outstanding writer. So what differentiates the can-do’s from that can’t-do’s, when it comes to writing? It’s all about the inspiration. While inspiration is elusive, there are places you can look for it. We take a look at a few places below.  Pexels – CC0 Licence Your Past…
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Spurring Your Creative Writing Decisions

Contributed Post Pexels It’s extremely easy to struggle when trying to maintain a certain level of written creativity. Even the best writers experience block from time to time. Of course, to some degree this is a natural process. How can a writer be continually expressive? Not only is there a great degree of self-editing and grammar that must be adhered to, but writing can be deceptively tiring. It might not feel as immediately freeing as casting paint on a canvas. Of course, you might be bursting with ideas. It’s just that sometimes it can be hard to know where those ideas might direct you as you sit down to put words to paper, or your word processing software. Of course, a great method of simply…
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