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December 25, 2009 in 299 Words, Birth, Child, Childhood, Christmas, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Holiday, Parent, Religion, Very Short Novels, Writing | by davidbdale | 8 comments
You are not an accident, little one. You were in my care even before you were born. You have a place inside me still and always will. I have big plans for you, little one, plans as grand as galaxies and as unfathomable, but they mean nothing. Read the rest of this entry »
January 1, 2009 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Health, Holiday, Memory, Mind, Monologue, Panic, Science, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | by davidbdale | 9 comments
Every shelf is stacked with books I’ve read and reread, or so it seems. This depleted room, these spine-cracked volumes rubbed of their wishes, cannot detain me long. Read the rest of this entry »
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