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<title>Dark Lady, Bring My Nightmares! (Book)</title>
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<title>Harvest Moon: A WIP (Work in Progress)</title>
<description>A WORK IN PROGRESS, OR WIP, IF YOU WILL.  IS NOT FINISHED YET, IN OTHER WORDS!!

I&#38;#8217;m in love.  For the first time in my life I have finally fallen in love.  Unfortunately, he is currently dating my friend.

&#38;#8220;Elizabeth, pass the salt, please,&#38;#8221;  Darla smiles sweetly, her softly curle...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2005 17:44:48 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>You will be sorely disappointed if you read this...</title>
<description>Maybe someday this will exist,
But today is just a mess,
So here it is for all to see,
The post that just wasn&#38;#39;t meant to be.

(To keep my stories in order, I am leaving this post open, to remind me that I never did the assignment.  One day, I just may be able to wake my Muse who is sleeping soundly and I will write a scary tribute story to  [Li...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 14:21:18 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>Thursday&#39;s Pet</title>
<description>I smell rancid meat and I immediately sneeze.  The scent can only mean one thing.

&#38;#8220;They have a dog,&#38;#8221; I say to my sister as we pause at the front gate of the large yard.

&#38;#8220;So?&#38;#8221; her amber eyes see only the large, white house with the light blue door and trim.  I move closer to her, shivering despite my intent to remain stoicall...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2005 18:46:02 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/368116</link>
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<title>The Dark Mirror</title>
<description>The mirror was beautiful, an antique, worth a great deal of money and sitting in a dark corner of Epeius&#38;#39;s Valuable Finds, ignored and dusty.  Aunt Alesia walked right past it without sparing it a single glance but her seventeen-year-old niece, Desmona, saw only the mirror.

&#38;#34;Look, Auntie!&#38;#34; she called softly as she moved closer to th...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 08 Aug 2005 14:28:52 EDT</pubDate>
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