writing
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Based on Actual Events My name is Willie Gardner and I got a story to tell y’all. Not like one a them book stories, more like news an shit. Maybe I should call that news lady that’s on the TV all the time talkin bout shit that happens in all them other places. Ain’t nothin…
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A Watertown Short Story Kavin Macy was Watertown’s best hitter. He wasn’t a bad first baseman either. Teams from all over the county visibly cringed when they played the Watertown team. Not because the other teams were so horribly bad. No. It was because Watertown had themselves a Bonafide, major league hitter. Each and every…
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Prelude Black Creek, Indiana. 1884 “Father!” she cried again. “Lucy!”Silence.Then—A shift. Breathing. She sensed a change. Very close.A whisper brushed the back of her neck.From beyond the door came movement—slow footsteps across stone. Soft leather. Deliberate. Waiting.Metal scraped metal as the lock disengaged. The door shuddered as it was released from within. Marigold stepped back,…
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It wasn’t quite noon when the doors flew open and three strangers stepped into the luxurious lobby of the Sutherland Hotel. They were well dressed and appeared to be gentlemen; unlike most of the dusty ruffians that would often visit the nearby saloons and taverns. The Sutherland, as it was referred to, at the very…
Brian Kelly Irons 