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Tag Archives: memoirs
From the memoirs of an addict II
In the late eighties I was addicted to crime novels, basically of any style – police procedure, noir, hard-boilt, single shamus, animal detectives, stuffy British, you name it. Even though I usually had plenty of work as a language traitor, … Continue reading
Posted in Creative writing, Flash fiction, Fun, Life, Literature, Love, Writing
Tagged A. A. Fair, addict, addiction, Agatha Christie, crime fiction, detective novels, Flash fiction, memoirs, microfiction, mysteries, mystery novels, reading, reading addiction
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From the memoirs of an addict
… so I found myself taking trains, hopping on buses, taking my car through streets where I knew I’d get stuck in jams to have that extra time I needed for smartphone activity that I could not justify otherwise. – … Continue reading
Posted in Bland observations, Creative writing, Enigma, Flash fiction, Fun, Life, Literature, Nonsense, Satire, Sweet dreams and nightmares, Writing
Tagged addict, addiction, buses, humor, memoirs, smartphone, Tommy H., traffic jams, trains
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Foul … from a shy pornographer
In response to Sunday Scribblings: #96 – Foul How about something a little gross? I have to admit that the inspiration for this prompt is my being in the room with a farting dog whose rump is aimed right at … Continue reading
Posted in Fun, Life, Literature, Novel, Novelists, Writing
Tagged humor, Kenneth Patchen, memoirs, pornographer, satire, Sunday Scribblings
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