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The Island | A Puddle of Dud
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A Puddle of Dud. Obviously fictional stories. Occasional bad poetry. A workshed for a word lover who's written too many marketing pieces. Every day, for an entire year, I received an invitation to visit The Island. Handwritten but not signed, always with one glossy polaroid picture enclosed. Each day, a different picture: beaches stretching to the horizon, verdant forests with grassy floors, waterfalls plunging into ravines. In all of them, the sun stood tall and beaming. 8220;Who are you? 8221; I asked.
Half Moon Bay (by Krys Giang) | A Puddle of Dud
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A Puddle of Dud. Obviously fictional stories. Occasional bad poetry. A workshed for a word lover who's written too many marketing pieces. Half Moon Bay (by Krys Giang). This “Invitations” story was written by the lovely and talented Krys Giang. She usually writes over here. You should go check out her blog. I rolled the holosphere between my palms before flattening it and folding it up. I put it into my jacket pocket, and then pulled it out again. 8220;You’re such an idiot,” I said and laughed. 8220;I ju...
Dead Cities | A Puddle of Dud
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A Puddle of Dud. Obviously fictional stories. Occasional bad poetry. A workshed for a word lover who's written too many marketing pieces. Shine on me softly. Lights in the city streets. Talk to me slowly. Tell me your stories. The cries in the morning. She said, I’m still here. I just don’t remember who came. I see silence and ashtrays and winters all dressed the same. Teach me their callings. The words they were screaming. She said, I’m still here. I just don’t remember their faces. Turn on me slowly.
About | A Puddle of Dud
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A Puddle of Dud. Obviously fictional stories. Occasional bad poetry. A workshed for a word lover who's written too many marketing pieces. Hi, my name is Brett Welch. I have been fascinated with writing since i was about 8 when i read the Lord of The Rings. I was the kid who used to beg the teacher for more time on my creative writing assignments. Not because i didn’t have enough to write, but because i had *too much* to write. I loved it. Maybe i’ll find that kid again. And i run this company over here.
Watchers | A Puddle of Dud
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A Puddle of Dud. Obviously fictional stories. Occasional bad poetry. A workshed for a word lover who's written too many marketing pieces. I’m going to tell you a story. Four days later my parents found me in a park near our home, curled under a tree. My skin was cracked and dry. My nose crooked and bloodied. Deep purple bruises circled by neck, ankle and wrists. My knuckles were scraped and bleeding. I had no memory of what had happened. Four days later, I awake. I am in a pool of blood gone sticky a...
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Thursday, July 3, 2014. Links to this post. Friday, August 16, 2013. IF Power and What I've been up to. I think I wish it would slow down a little ;). I decided this would work for Illustration Friday's prompt Power, because it's about the power of determination. In the story, Nola is determined to find a coin at that beach. It was a lot of fun to illustrate this story and I can't wait to get started on the next one. I hope everyone had a great summer! Links to this post. Sunday, April 21, 2013. Instead ...
A Puddle of Dud | Obviously fictional stories. Occasional bad poetry. A workshed for a word lover who's written too many marketing pieces.
A Puddle of Dud. Obviously fictional stories. Occasional bad poetry. A workshed for a word lover who's written too many marketing pieces. August 4, 2013. Every day, for an entire year, I received an invitation to visit The Island. Handwritten but not signed, always with one glossy polaroid picture enclosed. Each day, a different picture: beaches stretching to the horizon, verdant forests with grassy floors, waterfalls plunging into ravines. In all of them, the sun stood tall and beaming. 8220;Who are you?
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Is down for renovations. New layout coming soon! Until then, use the links below to navigate freely. The original series that put Goo on the map. Start from the beginning or catch up where you left off. The first and (so far) only shrine to Souma Ritsu from Fruits Basket. Stop by and show your monkey love! Shrine to the character Clayman from Get Backers. Warning: will contain spoilers for the anime series. Goo's archive of fanfiction for a variety of anime series. Behold the twisted mind that is Goo.
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Monday, January 2, 2012. Me and Tom recently discussed putting aside some time in the near future to record a new episode. So watch your iTunes! Posted by The Brothers G. Saturday, October 2, 2010. Episode 15: In the Still of the Night. Posted by The Brothers G. Friday, August 6, 2010. Episode 14: Love the Aged. Which as we all know is the greatest feeling a person in the Twenty First Century can feel. Anyway, if you want to learn about Pompeii (it's a low-growth area), have a listen. In which everything...
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If you’re ready, we can change the world. Panama, part 2! Posted March 21, 2010 by kdwflips. We landed here safe and sound late last night, and have recently returned from a motorboat tour of the Panama Canal! Anyway, tomorrow is a day of meetings and a long (but hopefully interesting) day! For now, it’s a bit more tea and internet time, and then we’re off for dinner and I hope some delicious mojitos! Be the first to comment. Goals for IAP…. Posted January 5, 2010 by kdwflips. Learn some more guitar.
