Tag: writings
member name: Stephen Schneider
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February 09, 2006 09:29 AM EST --
This will also be part of Lilith, I need to change the point of view.
My 1960 Buick Electra glided slowly up the gravel driveway announcing my arrival. It had been a quick trip through . . .
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February 13, 2006 08:07 AM EST --
It was the beeping that awakened him. He always hated beeping. Why did they make alarm clocks that beeped? It always got him off to a rotten start to the day.
Wait! He didn't have an alarm clock. . . .
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February 18, 2006 11:33 AM EST --
So, you're new to gather. You've come to gather.com to share your writings with other people. The trick is having people read what you're sharing.
You've published a couple of articles . . .
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February 25, 2006 10:55 AM EST --
One of my favorite songs by Leonard Cohen, "Bird on a Wire," includes the apology:
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can let it go by.
And if I, if I have been untrue,
I hope you . . .
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February 28, 2006 03:58 PM EST --
This is in response to my teacher, Nathan Schauer's assignment. I just hope I got it in on time. Thank God, my dog's didn't eat it.
Dear Juliet,
My first vision of . . .
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March 04, 2006 09:55 AM EST --
In college, I had this friend named Rick Straithorn. I called him a friend because that's what you called people with which you were acquainted. I knew Rick.
We ran in the same circles. We were even . . .
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February 14, 2006 02:49 PM EST --
I've never really cared for Valentine's Day. As a hopeless romantic, setting aside one day to celebrate love seems terribly limiting. Every day should hold the promise of celebration.
I have the . . .
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June 03, 2006 02:19 PM EDT --
In college, I had this friend named Rick Straithorn. I called him a friend because that's what you called people with which you were acquainted. I knew Rick.
We ran in the same circles. We were even . . .
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