May 2011
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Doomed planet. Desperate scientists. Last hope....
Okay. I should have been writing something else, but I saw an old post, and something stirred…. Any way for your enjoyment. What if…? “Doomed planet. Desperate scientists. Last hope…. ” The child ran along the beach, splashing through the surf laughing, and giggling, long dark hair curled and fell in waves across sun kissed shoulders. A simple cloth covered the young...
May 6th
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April 2011
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Apr 29th
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APE IN A CAPE: Dear Modern Feminism →
gailsimone: criptheatrequeer: gailsimone: Holy crap, what is going on? I’m so frustrated with this cause that I dearly believe in. Instead of reaching for tolerance and high ideals, the intellectual wing of feminism seems mired in ego, short-sightedness and celebrity snark. Instead of being a philosophical haven for both the poet and… Gail, there are a lot of things I like about this...
Apr 5th
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Story: Superman: The Age of Superheroes 1938 to...
FanFiction.Net       SuperCharles, A new review/comment has been submitted to your story. Story: Superman: The Age of Superheroes 1938 to tomorrow Chapter: 72. From: scifidude First of all, I loved the line about Frankenstein and Ming the Merciless. Second, thouroughly enjoyed the...
Apr 5th
GioiaRecs
quoted from GioiaRecs @countryboylife Holy cow that’s HUGE! Particularly for your first fic! I’m quite impressed. :) I’m huge and impressive, it’s just another aspect to my winning personalty.
Apr 4th
February 2011
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Ready, Willing and Able. Extract. Work in Progress
Earthly Angels vs Earthly Demons. Vampires, the heirs of Lillith, and the Children of the Horned-god Cain. High School Heroine must overcome personal tragedy to deal with the occult legacy of her small town’s hidden history. Chapter One. My name is Madeline Stevens, I’m seventeen. My mom turns to face me, the house phone in her hand, and I know something is very wrong. The last time...
Feb 25th
March 2010
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Sharing
The internet did not believe it. The collective consciousness of the blogsphere, the chatter was conclusive, the powers that be could not stop file sharing. Information must flow freely, but the lawmakers had the power to damn that river, sever the connections, and the corporations had the muscle – the money to make sure that it happened. Technological change advanced. Memory augmentation...
Mar 23rd
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February 2010
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Feb 24th
January 2010
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There's nothing quite like a good book
Thomas Brown adjusted his frock coat as he entered the library. He was fashionably attired for a young man about town, but today he chose to browse the volumes housed within the relative quiet of this palace of learning. The librarian was strikingly beautiful. Her delicate perfume was like a summer meadow. Brown smiled. For him life was perennially better than his material forebears, her rich...
Jan 18th
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Who but a Vampire?
The old man moved with a fluidity that belied his years, the grey bearded face suggested something else, something primal, a flash of white teeth when he smiled was all too wolf like. “You’re no longer a Priest?” The youth asked warily, there was thinly veiled subtext of contempt. The old man drank from his mug of tea, in the cold of the far older Church this steamed almost aggressively. ...
Jan 12th
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The Oversight Committee
I wasn’t your normal soldier, but then they weren’t looking for that kind of man. A young physically capable, malleable man, the kind that have been cannon fodder in all history’s wars, they were more interested in my psyche report. Could I micromanage complex strategic problems, was I an introvert, someone who enjoyed solitude, did I mesh well with direct thought active input...
Jan 11th