“Wow! You make this job look easy!” Cheryl said to Max after finishing up a meeting with a client. “Perhaps you could give me a pointer or two ( Read more... )

Good afternoon. To those who do not know me, my name is David Reille. I am Jean Louise Taylor’s slightly younger brother. On behalf of the Reilles and the Taylors, I would like to thank you for coming today to celebrate Lou’s life with us.
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I hope that you will understand why I did it. You see it is not in my best interest to do so. I felt that I simply had no choice.

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Sofie woke with a start. Her heart raced, and her breathing was ragged. She looked down. Sofie was covered in sweat, and it took a minute for her to get her bearings. She propped herself up on an elbow, and loosened her hair from her cheek.

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In early June of 1989, my parents and I embarked on an unforgettable camping trip in the Rocky Mountains. Summer camping was generally a weekly activity my parents and I did starting the moment school let out for summer vacation. It was something to look forward to, and something I look fondly back upon years later. I shall share a particular ( Read more... )

“IT’S FEBRUARY 21ST, 2063. YOU’RE WATCHING KQBC NEWS REPORTING LIVE, SERVING THE ROCKY MOUNTAIN REGION ( Read more... )

It was midafternoon on a Friday, and the girls would be here in the morning. ‘Some nice berry cobbler would suit their needs just fine,’ Judith thought to herself, as she placed two filled baking pans into the oven.

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High in the lofts of the tower to the east of a village named Gloriam, I attempted to cast a conjuration spell as my mentor, Mage Falstaff, watched. The objective was to summon a scarlet feather- the likes one would find on the plumage of an imperial phoenix from the southlands a millennia ago. It required just the right movements from my wand, ( Read more... )

I am a sensible fellow most of the time. I maintain a proper diet, get plenty of sunlight, and I make very certain that I get enough sleep. My grooming habits are impeccable. This should be no surprise, as I am a cat. However, I have noted with disdain that not all cats are as fastidious as I. While I am certainly not infallible, I do take ( Read more... )

A few weeks ago, I was treated to a very rude awakening with regards to an author that greatly influenced me as a teenager. ( Cut for TW: child abuse, rape, genocide. )