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The Adventures Of Pugswallow, Chapter 1

Pugswallow sat in a mud puddle popping bubbles and...

The image of the shattered stained glass is still...

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About Myself:

Alright, what can i say about me?
I have every book i have ever read, even my child hood books, which i used to stay up all night reading with a flashlight under the covers. I made choices that lead me to Parting for the 4th of July on Route 101(on the beach) in Oregon, to debauchery standing at the end of Route 1 in Key west for Fantasy Fest. Also my 25 B-day, what a way to celebrate turning a 1/4 of a century. I'm 30 now living in the Midwest(guess where)taking care of my Grandfathers farm,(every building he built with his hands) I've been a waiter, bartender, construction worker, and lately a poker player, all while keeping books and pages of thoughts, ideas, concepts, snippets of conversations, and I'm starting to combine them into stories for all to enjoy.

Stories

Published Short Stories

Date	Title	Category	Hits
Oct 14, 2008	What I Will, Want, and Wish	Miscellaneous Stories	101
Oct 4, 2008	Bar Love	Poetry	108
Oct 4, 2008	Simplest of Instructions	Poetry	108
Oct 1, 2008	Looking	Poetry	126
Oct 1, 2008	Autumn Comes Again	Poetry	151
Sep 26, 2008	Two Flowers	Romance	302
Sep 23, 2008	Two poems about today	Poetry	105
Sep 21, 2008	Before the Show	Miscellaneous Stories	93
Sep 4, 2008	Gabriel Visits	Science Fiction	373
Sep 3, 2008	Hearts Cry Out	Poetry	121
Aug 28, 2008	Nothing Compared	Poetry	131
Aug 27, 2008	2 Poems of Her	Poetry	130
Aug 25, 2008	Lighthouse	Romance	216
Aug 18, 2008	Going Up	Humor	174
Jul 16, 2008	The Wolf	Science Fiction	257
Jul 10, 2008	A View	Poetry	177
Jul 8, 2008	Shepherd	Science Fiction	147
Jul 6, 2008	Vices	Poetry	155
Jul 4, 2008	Birth of the White Buffalo	Romance	434
Jul 1, 2008	A Strange Dirty Doughnut	Humor	259

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Title article: LAUDS 1917.
Date: 2008-09-30 23:17:04

Her innocence lost to the cold for lack of warmth. Questions seep in when prayers fail to fall out. Plato holds Pandora's Box.

I'm just writing what your words seem to tell me.

True death of warmth with her brothers demise. Dead inside these cold hard walls. why not die in warmth beyond these walls.

Title article: MATINS 1907.
Date: 2008-09-30 23:06:30

The brevity of her thoughts make her seem more innocent still. Living in a rough walled world without warmth of flesh, yet she knows there is a reason not to touch and still wants too. Almost needs to.

Title article: Run Katy Run
Date: 2008-09-30 22:51:40

My words are lost like those poor woman and child.

Title article: An Unexamined Life
Date: 2008-09-30 22:45:01

Loved the self revelation after the first few paragraphs. your flow was tight, no wasted words. your characters were real and extremely believable. Loved the ending.

Title article: Breakdown
Date: 2008-09-30 22:24:45

Oh no, i completely believe that the investigator could tell that the man killed his wife. As for the whole body at home, eh, kinda realistic. The writing was great, i felt the killers frantic actions.
Great stuff.

Title article: Offering
Date: 2008-09-30 22:18:48

Jealousy is only a lack of confidence in ability. Your ability in words is graphic, yet so true to anyone who has been on the receiving end of that horrid green monster.

Title article: Hanging Tree
Date: 2008-09-30 22:14:04

Being born in Indiana, i am deeply ashamed at what some have done here in my home state out of hate and misunderstanding. I ask forgiveness for them.

Title article: Hanging Tree
Date: 2008-09-30 22:11:57

Strange fruit written by Lewis Allen and later sung by Billie Holiday

Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Title article: the marble
Date: 2008-09-30 21:36:59

so many good descriptive lines used well without being overdone. A captured moment so well written. Almost like Alice and The Looking Glass, but you just looks through the portal to see another world.

Title article: There You Are
Date: 2008-09-30 21:31:57

your words cascade a wave of images and emotions upon me. This is one of my favorites of yours to be sure. This one hints at love and death and everything between without giving in to either, but just looks at the world with eyes that truly see.

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07/08/2008 02:22:59	Re:Does anyone write in long hand anymore?	Off-Topic	837
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Max Booth III (Zombie Punk)	Created On: 07/08/2008 10:11:03 what about them?
Max Booth III (Zombie Punk)	Created On: 07/07/2008 17:14:54 Edited By Max Booth III (Zombie Punk) On: 07/07/2008 17:21:17 She blew my mind, made me become the bad guy, she mad me silly, then i went crazy?
Max Booth III (Zombie Punk)	Created On: 07/06/2008 18:09:22 the dictionary? jeeze, why couldnt you get a useful book, like Reading the Dictionary For Dummies?