| Booksie Address: | http://www.booksie.com/Adeline_Scout |
| Country: | United States |
| Favorite book: | Open House |
| Member Since: | Sep 29, 2008 |
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A suspenseful, detailed account of a criminal being...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A real-life view of prison, punishment, suicide, and...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
Valuing life has its own rewards to those who offer the...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A woman commits a crime of passion fueled by her fear of...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A deluded mind is the devel's workshop.
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A daughter watches her mother break into her boyfriend's...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Sep 30, 2008
Voyuerism. Broken hearted. A glimpse of unreturned love.
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A suspenseful, detailed account of a criminal being...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A real-life view of prison, punishment, suicide, and...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
Valuing life has its own rewards to those who offer the...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A woman commits a crime of passion fueled by her fear of...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A deluded mind is the devel's workshop.
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Oct 1, 2008
A daughter watches her mother break into her boyfriend's...
A Short Story by Adeline Scout
Posted: Sep 30, 2008
Voyuerism. Broken hearted. A glimpse of unreturned love.
Wakefield by E.L. Doctorow - The riveting voyeurism for which I am aim.
'Three' by Andrea Lee - a trio of eulogies interwoven with a life story
hi, my name is adeline and i am a bibliohlic.
i am originally from the D.C. area, our nation's capitol. Have you been?
i moved to Boston area 10 years ago and prefer the beaches and mountains to the downtown.
i am dark haired, dark skinned, and perceptive. A Scorpio.
i love the look in the eyes of people when I read my stories to them; they gaze forward at nothing and slightly open their mouths as if they are watching a movie and they are - in their mind.