easywriter57's profile

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AGE: 59
LOC: Pottsboro, TX
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: May 20

I’m a tired, bored right-brained hippie freak, ex-bartender, musician, artist and retired classroom educator, who has become self absorbed in the writing field. I have an Associates of Science degree from Grayson College, Bachlor’s of Science degree from Southeastern Oklahoma State University and a Masters in ESL from University of North Texas. I spend a lot of my time gardening, painting, decorating, sewing, reading, writing, bitching and eating(Not necessarily in that order).
  I am my neighbor’s psychiatrist, a big sore on my husband’s ass,and a good mother to an adult son (who is twice as successful in his life that I have ever been). I am a good listener and a lover of horror fiction, true crime, and political comedy.
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Flash Fiction / Cat Nap 2
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The sledgehammer was carefully wrapped in wax paper, since it was the only thing available at the present. The police took prints from the top of the refrigerator to make sure that is where the hammer was originally located. They also took prints to see if there were actually kitty paw prints on the hammer and took prints off the cat to make sure they didn’t accuse the wrong cat. There was a possibility that another cat was trying to frame the gray cat to get rid of him since he was such a n...
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Silver-locks came across an empty log house in the woods while she collected herbs for witchcraft. Since the house seemed empty, she used a credit card and jimmied the lock, opening the door. Inside, she found a long antique hardwood table with three hand carved chairs in large, medium and small sizes. In front of each chair was a bowl of food. She smelled the food and it made her hungry, so she set down the herbs and sat in the largest chair and proceeded to taste the food. In the bowl, the...
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Flash Fiction / Backing Out
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“Just try it, Shelly. It’ll be easy after the first time, I promise you.” “If I screw up, Dad will kill me.” “If you don’t try, you’ll never be able to do it,” encouraged Dean. She started out slow, but popped the clutch. “Okay, pull up and try turning your steering wheel in the opposite direction,” he reassured her. Shelly tried it again but it did the same thing. She pulled forward and smashed into her father’s toolbox. “Can’t you see what you’re doing? Dad is going to ground us.” She tried...
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Flash Fiction / The Antique Clock
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The only piece of furniture left in her foreclosed home was the old grandfather clock. Because ancient architects set it flush into the wall, it took a crew of four men to pull it out. Minnie noticed an old box on a deep shelf behind the space where the clock once stood. She pried it open to find two things: the sales slip for the clock and a bulging bag filled with a thousand one hundred dollar gold pieces. She fainted.
Novel Treatments / My First High School Friend
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It all started in the tenth grade. I had this friend named Jan that went to the same high school. I looked up to her because she was really cool. The first day I we met, she was on the blacktop behind the school cafeteria after lunch. She and this other girl, Janette, were exchanging clothes outside. I mean... down to the under-ware, they were stripping in front of all the students who just had lunch. Some of the boys that smoked had their own designated smoking area near the tennis court fa...
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I think you could do better by eliminating some of the words in line one and creating a different way of putting the last line without ending it with a dangling participal or preposition.
Limericks / Long Story Short
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Limericks / Tsunami
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Limericks / Spelling sucks
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Limericks / PINK POLITICS
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