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LOC: Athens, GA
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: June 30
LOC: Athens, GA
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: June 30
flashemolecule@yahoo.com.sg
A 35-year veteran of the leather care industry, writing began as a hobby at an early age. Once the calling grew insistent enough that there was no choice but to follow its path, this field of experience took myriad twists and turns as I endeavored to discover the scope of my talent. Since those early days, have successfully completed hundreds of projects in the following categories: press releases, press kits, fliers, brochures, leaflets, newsletters, fillers, ghost writing, feature articles, query letters, proposals, self-publishing, and marketing concepts. And since 2000, have eagerly pursued the fantasy/scifi fictional aspect of writing. The following are several examples of my published works:
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"Hey, Flashe baby," a squeaky voice said, interrupting the Submaster's thoughts and plopping down in the red leather seat to his left, "what you say we start slowing Celest down." Flashe Molecule blinked his coffee-brown eyes, rubbed his round, bearded face a few times, and turned slowly toward Kitt Crust. He threw his hands up at the sight. Of course she was naked again! It wouldn't be so bad if there was something to see, but Kitt was bean pole skinny, with knobby knees and broad shoulders....
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At the downtown intersection where Bobby McGreggor sold hot dogs three weekends a month, the stop-and-go traffic of an early Saturday night humming and honking until the wee hours of the morning, a smorgasbord of men and women were giving the tree-lined sidewalks a bit of business. They visited coffeehouses and dance clubs, window shopped and talked, individuals and couples alike stopping occasionally at the hot dog stand for a quick meal or quick conversation. Teenagers and over-aged adolesc...
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"RRAARRGG!" the creature bellowed out from behind. "Go, go, go!" Jane shouted as the arched hallway opened onto the cellar floor. "RRAARRGG!" the creature roared once more. We spotted the steep wooden steps leading up to the kitchen and Jane sped pass me, stamping her imprint into the aged wood. A single yellow bulb at the top of the stairs lit the way up. My black patents landed on the second step, the fourth, but the leather soles slipped on the slick wood. A sharp crack sounded as my palm...
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A unique approach to comedy. A Saturday Night Live skit or similar that does everything it's suppose to. It entertains. And your only 16? I want to offer congrats. Only one editing mistake, which is far, far less than any piece I've reviewed thus far.
The best aspect of this chapter is that cliffhanger. So unexpected. First your imagery of the city is missing, its smells, its sounds, as your wallflower seeks out the fruit stand. Second, I'm bothered by Shay and her three inch long fingernails. When I type, my nails tend to wear down on one side. But for the sake of arguement, cuz I have actually met a similar woman with nails like that, Shay's productivity would still be less than what would be expected. She would always be careful not to ...
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You're on a path of self-discovery. Good for you, but I wouldn't be so self-righteous about it. There might be others discovering the same, and see you as the next obstacle that needs removing. That's what happens, you know. We have to remove certain people from our lives in order to move forward. It's just who and when. Have you pursued the traveling bit yet, gaining perspective from those that live completely different lives from you? If you haven't crossed either one of the oceans yet, you...
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It's been awhile since I was at urbis and trying to remember if I had read your previous work... This could be me, but I thought the dialogue wasn't as smooth as it could have been between Elderron and Nathin. I'm assuming they've spent years together as teacher and student, and that type of relationship would have nuances of unspoken words. Have you tried the tape recorder bit? They main problem I noticed with Nathin and Ryzza was this passage: “How…” She silenced his words with her lips, sm...
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