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AGE: 100
LOC: Alpharetta, GA
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: November 02

Hi there – thanks for stopping by. Like everyone else here, I love to read and write. I’ve been lucky and not-so-lucky with it so far.

Lucky in that I co-wrote a low-budget screenplay (The Good Book) that got made into a movie back in 1998 and I was also fortunate enough to publish a book in 2002 (The BetweenTime).

Unlucky in that neither project was a runaway hit and I now suffer through a boring day job as a Software Solutions Architect to keep the lights on.

What can you do but keep trying, right? Here are a few short pieces which I figured I’d post to try out the Urbis community. Please give it a read, add me to your network, and let me know what you think. Thanks!

Be well,
Semper

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Flash Fiction / Spare Change
Version 6
15 Reviews   8 Comments
A man in tattered clothing approached me as I waited for the D train yesterday. He wore a black knit hat that was unraveled around the edges and his plaid shirt was missing a button or two. The pants that swallowed his scrappy legs were torn. He wore no shoes. Extending his calloused hand, he quietly asked, “Do you have any spare change?” “No, I’m sorry I don’t,” I just as quietly replied.   A few moments later, I walked to the candy stand and bought: ...
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Flash Fiction / The New American Way
Version 2
2 Reviews   2 Comments
I went to my nephew’s little league game yesterday to watch him play ball. He’s completely non-athletic and his team got drubbed. But by the end of the game, the score still read 0-0 because in America, its unhealthy to keep score, lest the loser feel left out. After the game, the boy’s teenage sister arrived in her new BMW. I thought her a little too young to be driving such an expensive vehicle, but as she explained to me, “All my friends got new cars for their birth...
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Poetry / Sometimes
Version 2
8 Reviews   6 Comments
Sometimes, I lie awake at night. The lights are on, and it gets very quiet. I think about September 18, 1989, and die. Then I think about May 11, 1990. And I wonder what it would have been like for her. How long it would have taken, And how much pain she would have been in. Then, I think about you. Your blonde hair and blue eyes, Or maybe brown, but probably blue. And I think about what it would have been like, for her, me, and for you. Then I think about May 11, 1992. You’d have had a strong...
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Short Story / Thinking In Time
Version 1
12 Reviews   4 Comments
Description: A Charles Dicken's "When Harry Met Sally" Christmas tale....                             There’s a girl out there for everyone, Andy’s friends had told him. One day you’ll meet her and time itself will seem to stand still. Andy stared hard at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, considering the statement. They were encouraging words, to be sure. But ...
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Overall, well-written, nicely constructed. Flows well and the grammar and spelling is much better than 99.99% of what I see posted in this community. But, based on your “Notes For the Reviewer” none of this is really of interest to you. You’re interested in first-impression reader feedback. Specifically, you want to know what I was thinking as I was reading this piece. What follows are the specific places in the story that elicited a reaction (either positive or negative) from me. “The lights...
Solid job all-around. A nice variation of the classic "Monkey's Paw" tale. You have quite a bit of talent and a skillful way with words. Kudos also on the title , too - Uncle Owen's Fun Sack. That's a grabber :) As for what I might change...that's a tough one. The resolution itself is true to theme, however its not ultimately satisfying in that there is no direct tie-in between the bag and the chance meeting between the old man and Will. Unlike Aunt Rose, who pulled the hand with the black wi...
100.0% Review Quality (2 Votes)
Flash Fiction / This Story Is So Emo
This is fun and very smart. I liked the argued attempts at object classfication, as well as the self-referrential way in which the story attempts to classify itself. And while I gave it high marks for this, I do feel that the story could be tightened up. By the beginning of page 3, I was already onto where you were going with it, thus the next 2 pages kinda dragged on for me (ie. I was bored), until I got to the bottom of page 5 and the line “So what does everyone make of this story?” drew me...
A few comments : 1. Why no capitalization? Not that its absolutely mandatory. I'll allow for the absence of it if it has some artistic or symbolic merit. I was just wondering what that reason was. 2. For me, the repetitive "she opened her legs" is annoying. Yes, we get the idea - she's not doing so for conventional sex, but for self-mutilation. No need to continually drive home the point (small pun intended). 3. What exactly makes her perfect or wonderful by doing this? These are the thoughts...
50.0% Review Quality (2 Votes)
Flash Fiction / Frank’s Fork
This was a quirky, but fun piece. I enjoyed it. Just a few notes : 1. You describe the wish receptacle as being lime-green, however you give no further details of it. As a result, I was trying to formulate a mental picture of it, but couldn’t. What does it look like? 2. What’s the age range of the principles here? I get the impression that they are young, but its never really indicated or strongly hinted at? 3. What do the principals look like? Again, draw me a picture here…. That’s about it....
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