Progression of a Writer; Day 17

There is a cat outside my front door, and each day it stops by to say hello. I watch as it looks through the metal screen, pondering at the strange creature inside, cooing and singing, doing everything it can to entice the cat to stay a little longer. How interesting it is to find the […]

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Falling for Apples, part one

It was an ordinary day when Isaac set out on his escape.   A day when the weather gave no evidence towards a single imperfection, yet never satisfactory enough so as to be remarked in the books of history. Look at the pages yourself and notice no blemish there made by the beauty of nature. […]

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