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willowdot21.wordpress.com
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| | | | | This story grew from a Thursday Photo Challenge which is run by Sue Vincent of Daily Echo. Well I stopped writing this story in June this year wanting to think about it and flesh it out. So far the stars or rather real life has been against me but today's photo prompt has inspired me... | |
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podcastle.org
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| | | | | Ink, and Breath, and Spring by Frances Rowat The wheelbarrow thumped a jolt into Palwick's arms with every third step as he led Mattish back to where he'd found the corpse, out in the northern reaches of the garden. The trees waved dimly at them under the grey sky, and the thin morning light crept [...] | |
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alexshvartsman.com
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| | | This story originally appeared in Asimov's May-June 2024 issue and is posted here with permission. Now that the award season is upon us, I'd greatly appreciate if those voting for various short fiction and translation categories would read this and consider it for nomination. First, it's a great story. And while I'm biased as a... | ||