Drafts
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Real-time writing. en-us2004-07-18T07:56:18-06:00Starting from NA slightly revised version of my 2001 text, Moods, from N: download it as a word doc. here....
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Moods, from N.nchicha2004-07-18T07:56:18-06:00middle school (novel)I'm trying to combine three short passages, and feel so stupid that I can't. Here's the three: 1.Sometime in middle...
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Novelnchicha2004-03-28T05:31:13-06:00jottings, from journals, notebooks, story notes-If moods can come and go, then they were never mine. -(High School) Those moments before life starts are the...
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Freewritesnchicha2004-03-25T04:25:53-06:00testingMy father says, in this mood, I should look at trees and think, how beautiful! He doesn’t know me well....
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Cut-Upsnchicha2004-03-25T03:50:07-06:00more from mary's section, rough “Mary, call me back on my cell. This is Kathy.” I pressed seven on my cell. “Mary, this is...
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Novelnchicha2003-08-23T04:04:38-06:00the novel again (very slight revisions and a new section at the end)fistula When her water breaks, a Clancy witch cannot go to the hospital. If she’s in her ninth month, the...
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Novelnchicha2003-08-19T17:32:25-06:00The novel has three parts, each narrated by a sister. This is Mary's part, which comes after Alex's.fistula When her water breaks, a Clancy witch cannot go to the hospital. If she’s in her ninth month, the...
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Novelnchicha2003-08-15T21:06:37-06:00cut-ups, slightly revised(and soon to be revised again) cut-ups 2b. The sky was gray, and the wind was cold. I was looking...
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Cut-Upsnchicha2003-05-30T01:05:45-06:00sound painI. What do we say about a hand that traces over the window, on light-porous paper that loves the pencil?...
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prose poemsnchicha2003-05-30T00:58:49-06:00untitled, paragraph"Why does this keep happening?" I said, and looked back at my mother, who was frowning into space. "Spoons and...
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Untitlednchicha2003-04-23T00:05:35-06:00Untitled, paragraphTom arrived before me. I led him inside, to the bedroom. Sammy followed us and Tom bent down and put...
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Untitlednchicha2003-04-10T05:59:47-06:00untitled, snippetI left my mom at the hospital; I'd be back before the surgery was done. I drove away from the...
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Untitlednchicha2003-04-07T11:23:05-06:00Untitled, excerptI started a new story several days ago. It's not much like anything I've done before. Here's some excerpts, from...
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Untitlednchicha2003-04-05T13:31:29-06:00the love of lionel's life, page one
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The Love of Lionel's Lifenchicha2003-02-26T12:59:49-06:006 am freewrite, novelAlexia & Ken Ken was a linebacker, not as glamorous as the quarterback. Quarterbacks are dark gold poured into muscled...
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Freewritesnchicha2003-01-25T06:06:42-06:00