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It's Complicated...Or Is It?
Warrior. That's what the Cowardly Lion is in comparison with me last week. I'd been hiding from my manuscript since that Monday. More than one hundred pages into a four hundred page rewrite, and I choked - scared off by this one scene. I had outlined
Master of the Game
Pounding through the perpetually damp sand, he closed in on the halfway point of his daily six mile run. He craved the adrenaline rush that came from punishing physical exertion; pushing himself to beat his best time. The landmark boulder near the so
The Glass Box
'The glass box' he had called it when they were together. Glass box in the sky. Her twenty-fourth floor condo with views all the way out to the eastern coast; and to the south, past the edge of the city. She'd furnished it to her taste, but to his si
