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The Function Of Criticism by Pepijn Sauer We forget without remembering what. Something started at some point but the point is ... [774 words]
For Sofia by Pepijn Sauer You live with the question. Wondering how to proceed, we find ways to make things happen. We do not u... [449 words]
One Small Moment by Shelley J Alongi One woman's small action makes a lasting impression on a man condemned to die for his crime. [1,847 words]
Last Hours by Shelley J Alongi A general contemplates his decision before formally declaring war. [1,467 words]
Collateral Damage by David Gardiner Some explosions keep on echoing. [4,127 words]
Wolf In Janie's Shadow by Wolfa Of a girl who fell through the cracks in the world. [2,103 words]
The Wedding Banquet by Anthony S Maulucci A rich Italian from the Abruzzi region holds a feast to find a bride and falls in love with... [1,815 words]
2am by MacKenzie Morgan This is my first contribution to the site. It's an excerpt from a journal I kept over the summer. Please re... [3,361 words]
The Seventh Inning Stretch by Kurt Kitasaki A satire on professional sports. [2,230 words]
The Nova by Kurt Kitasaki A satire on executives in the automotive industry. [2,647 words]
Witness by Pepijn Sauer You have seen things. I thank you for describing them to me with so much care and poetic accuracy. Your... [826 words]
White Church by John Karl A passing of innocence and the expectation of one's future. [349 words]
Which Is The Way? by Sreenivasa Murthy Govindaraju Always in need of money and finally undergoes humiliation under the very nose of his teenage ... [2,246 words]
The Mind That Is Morning by Pepijn Sauer The mind that is morning swims. As it grows later it will become frosted glass; an emp... [459 words]
The Girl In The Taxi by Richard Koss A shy, young man has an erotic encounter with a strange girl. Is it real or just a dream? [1,493 words]
The First Time I Met God... by Joel Harper None necessary. [616 words]
The End Of History And The Last Fish by Pepijn Sauer When Field commander Asinine launched his final all out withdrawal the fir... [1,168 words]
Plague Of Time by Kevin Cope This is a story I keep playing around with and as yet is still unfinished. I am not sure how I w... [5,118 words]
Party by Pepijn Sauer Actually the host is dead. It took me a while to notice, but it's true. The host is so dead he has a lot ... [581 words]
Our Father Who Aren't In Heaven by Johnny Abrahams A man searches for his father but will he find him? [3,026 words]
Is Evil Edible? by Johnny Abrahams A very brief introductory work by a person who wishes he could write better than he can. [542 words]
In The End All Becomes Clear by Johnny Abrahams When death comes knocking, do you open the door? [831 words]
Heyman by John Karl Taipei: Big spiders, no drinking water, and lots of Taiwan Beer... Give me 10 reviews and I'll post pict... [557 words]
Gravity by Pepijn Sauer I circle the gravity of this situation in elliptical curves. Inside the fences, so fashionably dressed ... [589 words]
God Bless The President by John Karl Confrontation with knife wielding drunk in Oregon bar... did not have to be this way. [584 words]
Eurojazz by John Karl Stuck in Italy, partying, and then some... [650 words]
Don't Mind Her, She's 'armless by Johnny Abrahams Ugly people have feelings too. [1,000 words]
Adventures In The Land Of The Unexpected by Will E Drillit A satirical look at the conference circuit in the unusual setting of P... [1,066 words]
Adolescent Innocence 2: Evil Never Dies by Loki Evil proves it never dies in this second game of death and destruction. [14,390 words]
A Song Of Absence by Pepijn Sauer Absence. Everybody is on the beach but you. Meister Eckhart sunbathing in bright green short... [1,412 words]
A Modern Day Love Story by Shari Calkin Just an example of how God works miracles in people's lives, especially when they least... [1,241 words]
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Within The Darkness by G S Kimbro Short Story of a strange encounter in a restaurant. [1,707 words]
Tarradale's Option by Ed Bruce A tale about life in the Scottish Highlands, an incomer's attempt to defy tradition and the... [3,533 words]
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Regretting Mistakes.. by Alberto Pupo a weird tale of a deranged little mind... [1,044 words]
Playing Life By The Rules by Kevin Cope Some last thoughts before I go. [792 words]
On The Way To Retreat by Muhammad Nasrullah Khan Story of a man who sacrificed everything for his country. [1,881 words]
On Orcas Island by John Karl Yuppie vacation to local resort... [269 words]
Legacy by Adhara Von Nuremberg There's more to life than living. [1,612 words]
Kelly's Neighbour by Roxanne Kendrick - [535 words]
John's Secret by Glen Pearson Bill's big brother John is acting a bit weird. What's going on? (Not for impressionable kiddies... [2,154 words]
Faint Bell - A Story You Should Read Because I Said So, And I'm Smart.
Dogfish by Wolfa An owner tells the story of a neurotic, once-abused dog. [1,352 words]
All-Day Breakfast by Kevin Cope An ordinary day. An ordinary guy. A not so ordinary cafe. [2,336 words]
Adolescent Innocence by Loki After moving back to his hometown, a teen finds himself trapped in a deadly game of kill o... [7,559 words]
Losing Life by Antony Berrios A women finds herself in a strange place being held against her will. [672 words]
Hanover Square by Kevin Cope An old man sits by his wife's bed as she slowly passes away. He consoles himself by recalling th... [1,035 words]
In Hour Of Death by Muhammad Nasrullah Khan Dear Readers I have written this short-story in context of Gabriel Garcia's farewell letter to... [1,664 words]
The Ultimate Option by Nadeem Akhtar Modern man's predicament has left him only to avail the ultimate option. A story of all tho... [1,302 words]
The Maniacal Core Of His Unsound Mind by Banae Wan (I want comments.) One eighth done. Reprint. Changed title with anothe... [1,195 words]
The Gap by W A Hardy - [4,055 words]
The Confession by Kathleen McCarthy A murderous cousin plans to murder her way to money. [2,119 words]
The Beast Of Briovera by Christopher Grady In every Fairytale there is some truth, it is up to us to seperate the 'Fairy' from the '... [4,029 words]
Sunday Drive by Antony Berrios A family’s last trip together. [736 words]
Smothered by Paula M Shackleford The story of a girl who drives away men without meaning to. Will she ever find true love? [3,970 words]
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Shattered Lives by Kathleen McCarthy A story of a romantic triangle with deadly consequences. [4,761 words]
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Lane 23 by Vanessa E Clemmons A mother competing with patience and her daughter's determination to obtain glory. [343 words]
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All My Ex's Ain't In Texas by Patti Dinneen A native New Englander recounts her adventures in Texas. [2,308 words]

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Faint Bell - A Story You Should Read Because I Said So, And I'm Smart.
A southern lady waits for her man. No such luck.
[699 words]
Scott W. Hazzard
I hate my life.
[August 2001]
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Are You Happy? (Poetry) A work in progress. [269 words] [Relationships]
Baby's Mr. Pearl (Poetry) Shakin' That Azz [186 words] [Relationships]
Cook Out, Everybody! (Poetry) Hero stuff. [78 words]
Falls Street (Novels) A young man deals with sexual desire in a small town by turning commercial. [61,211 words] [Mind]
Franky And The Crash (Short Stories) A gruff ragamuffin rampages through a city to become an anti-"pretty boy" -anti-hero. Read it. It's short, like your attention spans. [1,079 words] [Popular Fiction]
From The Author (Essays) The wonderful world of Hazzarding. [228 words] [Mind]
Sitting Still (Short Stories) An ex-writer reflects upon his miserable life while receiving a routine lap dance from his favorite stripper. [2,159 words] [Popular Fiction]
Tradegy Of Crows: Chapter 2 (Novels) Hazzard goes to Hell. 'nuff said. [16,121 words]
Tragedy Of Crows: Chapter 1 (Novels) A bitter college student falls into celestial turmoil when a lowly angel makes a bookkeeping error in the record halls of Heaven. Disaffected youth squares off against self-righteous angels, exhausted... [17,696 words]
Faint Bell - A Story You Should Read Because I Said So, And I'm Smart.
Scott W. Hazzard

  When eleven came Andrea stopped flipping through all three channels since it was utterly impossible to pretend that she wasn't trying to ignore the passage of time. It had been three hours, and he still hadn't shown up. This could mean several things. Of course, one of those things was surely the most probable, and coincidently, the hardest to deal with. Three years of several odd jilting hadn't taught her the simple fact that when a guy says, "Maybe," he means it.

But this was Stu Johnson, strapping, young and bald…. Bold, of course, bold was what she wanted to think, but "bald" always snuck in there, because… well, the crop wasn't growing in some places. He liked to cover it up with his black Harley Davidson hat. He wore chaps up to the porch five years ago on their prom night. And he called through the screen door, up the stairs, and she could hear him getting impatient pacing the porch in his cowboy boots. She made him wait, even though she had already put her hair up in that complicated red pile that was sure to stun him off his motorcycle. She had always wanted to tame that bad boy, show him Southern love, slow and sure. And he'd be hers when she wanted him. He'd have no choice.

All the while waiting for him was just a pause in the long careful planning of a lady, who had known when to let go, and when to be ready to reach long, arms around and grapple for life. Of course, the arms weren't as thin or as strong as they used to be. But the more years went by, his buzzed cut showing more skull day by day, he was hardly worth the radiance she had at age sixteen. She knew the dress didn't fit all that well, but the strings and straps held tight. She could get away with that, especially if he was going to be this late.

He was out there somewhere past the leaning, unpainted barn and the whimpering calves. Stu Johnson went to college, came back home to run his father's construction business. She saw him by the Miller's field, where he was looking to build a new house for some rich folk from New Jersey. Some pasty-faced gentleman in a gray suit was showing him all these scrolls of paper with blue and white lines, and nice clean shapes. She laughed at his nice black dress pants and shiny black dress shoes. How silly it looked with the Harley cap on top. But she didn't laugh after seeing him waving a shiny silver pen. And she noticed how Stu wasn't just nodding like he did when she always asked him important questions about love and living. He was making real responses. He was changing things. He wasn't even Stu. He was Mr. Johnson to everyone that mattered. Out there he had said a great many thing, but to her, when she swayed down towards him past the pile of 2x4x6s, he just said, "maybe." But when she first waved her soft hands and said, "Hello" and he did that double take, it very well might have been because he was surprised. It doesn't take a smart boy that long to remember somebody's face, if the face hadn't changed much.

She stood there looking out into the night through the window of the front door. She saw her reflection, a painted ghost floating above the screen door.

She said, "Oh, hell" and it didn't travel far. Then, she pulled open the door, pushed back the screen, and stepped into late October air. Dead leaves were rustling, her daddy's calves were still, the whole farm had the yellow tint cast down from the dirty porch light. Someone ought to climb up there and fix that thing, she thought. And she reached up over her head to touch the high wall of red hair, to unfurl it, and let it fall upon her shoulders. But, she let her soft hand fall and decided, instead, to pace the creaking porch, thinking about how bad he'd look when he'd be back again.



"Is anyone goind to say anything about this? Is it that bad? Really? All right. I'm sorry. : (" -- Hazzard.
"No, it's not that bad Hazzard, but I usually don't advise unless specifically asked to in the Advisor Column, because I've found it tends to make people angry when I point out their flaws when they don't want me to. As for a brief reason as to why your story isn't being reviewed, feel free to look at For Those Seeking Advice in the Advisor Column, or just look at all the stories surrounding yours and see how many times they've been reviewed. I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to get around to your story, but it needs to be understood that I'm just one man. Currently I'm working on a better way to clear up all this reviewing mess... wish me luck. This short story was exactly as you put it, a woman waiting for a guy who doesn't show up. Two grammatical errors though. Line six should be "jiltings." Line thirty-eight should be "things." I've also always wondered how a woman can keep a fancy hairstyle intact on the back of a motorcycle, but I suppose I'll never know." -- The Advisor.
"For what it's worth, it's not a bad effort, but it's too subtle for most of the kids who read and write on this site. You could have added a nice twist to the ending by not revealing how many years she waited for this guy to come around until the very end, which would lend a surprise element to the tale. You could even have made her into a "Delta Dawn" or someone like that. Still, not bad though." -- Richard.
"Not enough zombies. I think he should show up and be all "Brains!" Your descriptions are sexier than EM Forster's." -- ida ho.


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