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It is a work in progress.
I am working on it whenever I have time.
So far its been several Acts.
it all started years ago when I've been asked by my German language teacher to write something at elast three pages in German so I could pass that year, since I was not even visiting the class room...
Novel | Updated Apr 15, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Chapters 1-4, A young boy living in the last remaining kingdom of light wants some adventure to spice up the monotonous routine of life. Illegally crossing the borders into the dark dead world beyond, he finds all the adventure he could ever have dreamed of, and then some he didn't!
By Aislin Kane
Stemmed from a very bad poem I wrote in my notebook.
Short Story | Updated Dec 12, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Grigor Mcgregor
A retired engineer is found guilty in court for contributing to the death of his wife and sent to jail for a month. He's out early on good behaviour. The woman next door takes an interest in his rehabilitation and helping Bill to have his harsh court penalty overturned or at least reduced to the...
SUV Owners observation on behaviour post celebs eg Paris Hilton
Posh Spice .
The intolerance ; greed
Working draft (will edit online)* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
A young girl stumbles over what summer has in store for her.
By Bruce Kriger
The universe does not maintain rigid boundaries between living and inanimate matter. We can trace the fate of each atom in our body from the moment of its creation to the nuclei of stars, as a result of the evolution of the universe through the gradual accumulation of even heavier and...
a poem about progress and some of the things we've lost along the way..............
This is an old concept but I wanted to play with it so here it goes.
A soldier from warlike reality, a perfect soldier who will die before letting any of his soldiers die or failing a mission.
A scientist in a peaceful city of peace struggling to bring up a program that is considered...
This poem is inspired by the
words of Bono as recounted by
Mick Wall in his book "Bono".
Bobo was tored of churning out
more of the same music, while it
was good it still was boring for him.
"... we (U2) were growing disillusioned
with the pap, the wallpaer (music) and the
Its as if...