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Saturday, November 6, 2004

Attention Bloggers: "Fiction From Song!" A Fiction Contest for Experience!

At 3 Your Home Town, with the permission of my mentor, Kay-Ren, I have adapted the idea of writing for competition. Round One of Fiction From Song! is "Stories Written From Folk Music". All you do is think of a great folk song, from any country, and turn it into the story you have always imagined... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 31, 2004

Your Home Town

He was remembering -- He stood on the corner of the empty street, his black locks rising in the best pompadour fashion. You could see the street lights refracted in the butch wax ducktails. A Kool, non-filter cigarette hung from the corner of his mouth and the pack was rolled into the shirtsleeve of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, October 28, 2004

"Pinned Down at the Fort"

He crouched as low as his six foot two inch frame could go. Lying flat to the mud wasn't low enough as the bullets were ricocheting off of trees and landing all around, like the sky were falling. The odor was awful. His jaw was square, his face chiseled. He was not gaunt, but three more days without... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 10, 2004

"How I Met George"

It was such a dangerous thing to do. My folks all reminded me that being with your ex- on anything but a formal and business-like pretext was bad for her, bad for me. But, hey. We get in the car from time to time and go to dinner, go to lunch, drink coffee, read the paper and make naughty comments... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, October 2, 2004

I Felt So Guilty

Fastforward to 1984. There I am sitting in the inner-city classroom. Willie Nelson himself couldn't have done better. Year after grudging year I put up for middle schoolers, even learning new music. They were in awe. I overheard, "is this guy a great teacher or what?" But they weren't learning... Sign in to see full entry.

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I Felt So Guilty

I Felt so guilty So I said "Keith, you should put that out on CBS man!" http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/ronankeating/whenyousaynothingatall.html The next time I saw Keith Whitley, he had Bettie Jo and Eddie each by the arm and they were leaving the second Hank Williams Jr. show at the Continental... Sign in to see full entry.

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I Felt So Guilty

So, I sat there listening. "...He kept her picture on the wall and went half crazy now and then. He still loved her through it all, hoping she'd come back again..." I was awestruck like everyone else. But this was my gig and I had to make up my mind about how I felt. I was enjoying not just the... Sign in to see full entry.

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I Felt So Guilty

"Look, Mike, we brought this guy down here to help you out, we didn't have to, and if you aren't interested in any help just say so, but hey...let him up there!" Bettie Jo was this pretty brunette who I kept thinking was like, going to be my salvation some day. She was standing so close to me I... Sign in to see full entry.

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