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  • 4 – On The Edge

    I know we are not due for a snippet until tomorrow, but I also know that a lot of you read the blog at work, and Saturday mornings are for lazy not for web surfing Chapter 3 Wednesday rolled around way too fast. A white truck sped by her, its horn blaring. Rose didn’t even…

  • Oy

    Gordon is my dealer.  He bought me some Tylenol PM and I took two last night.  For the first night in a couple of weeks I am happy to report that there were no dead people who are really alive or alive people who are really dead in my dreams.  Obviously, since all the money…

  • Curran Snippet #2, Part 1

    Gordon has written the snippet, and I promised to post the first part for him.   Part 2 of the snippet will be emailed to the winner of the LOL Curran contest on the forum. When I broke through Kate’s front door, the first things I smelled were blood and poison.  Then smoke and  something else,…

  • For e_bookpushers

    Who is moving, which means she will no longer travbel down to Savannah to have lunch at the King and I with me. # “Holy Jesus.”  Robert clutched at his shotgun. “Stay calm.  Watch him.”  I crossed to the door and leaned out. Empty hallway.  Nothing but electric lights reflecting on the floor. I stepped…

  • Curran POV post (long delayed) hope it does not suck

    I was in Unicorn Lane at night.  A bad time to be in a bad place.  Anything can happen there, but it’s never something good. No one was in charge of Unicorn Lane.  None of Atlanta’s many supernatural factions could claim dominion over it.  It was populated by those once human and those who had…