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Writing Sense Into Nonsense

I’m not sure what to write when I have no clear idea where I’m going. I do know that it’s more important to keep writing, to keep my pen in motion- even when I don’t have a plan. Otherwise I’ll … Continue reading

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Bringing Her Home

By Timothy Daughtry Chapter 1 Jennylyn was asleep. Again. She always went to sleep when she didn’t understand life. Paul on the other hand was wide awake. Like Voltaire, he maintained that he would get all the sleep he needed … Continue reading

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Little Girl Crying

By Tim Daughtry “How are you today? I don’t care. Never did worry about the mechanics of actually getting divorced. I was lucky to have a wife who just wanted out. If you call that luck. But I’m sad. I … Continue reading

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About Relationships: For Those Who Want One

By Tim Daughtry Do you want to be in a relationship? Not all of us do. And some of us should never be in a relationship, even if we want one. But for those of us who still would like … Continue reading

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About Me

Ok, I should be either cleaning the house or editing manuscripts- not creating an online dating profile. But for some reason I dropped anchor at this website and decided to go ashore and see if the natives are friendly. But … Continue reading

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A Much Longer Time

“Dad, how long do we live?” Since Paul was a teacher of philosophy at the local community college he was impressed by his son’s question. But he had to hesitate before answering. His training to teach had long since ingrained … Continue reading

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Finishing School

The Meeting “Dr. Sanders, I really need your help.” “You think?” Katie Sanders sarcastically replied. “I thought you were here just to give me $100 a week to look at my pretty face.” “I think I have attention deficit. Can … Continue reading

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