Things I have learnt while writing folds. 1. I use 'so' a lot and when I run out of characters I delete every 'so' & it makes no difference. So I don't need to use 'so' so much.

It had been a dark and rainy night. Thunder clapped across the inky sky. Heath walked along the cobbled path, thinking to himself:

Hacía mucho tiempo que estaba así. Todos nos acostumbramos a la situación, por lo tanto no nos resultó nada extraño que haya sucedido de esa manera.

The wolf got the bad end of the stick stabbed into its chest, but the bad end was dull, so it only really prodded the wolf, irritating it.

The wind wipped up & mini marhshmellow sized hail pelted them cruely. Then the hail grew to golf ball size & they ran for shelter & for their lives. Vlad was knocked unconcious by

Hush little baby, don't say a word. Momma's gonna kill you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird don't scream, Momma's gonna haunt you in your dreams.

Their potato proved that there was no such thing as alien life on other planets. The philosopher and the President explained all the complicated details as to why, beginning at

Nuggets. Nuggity nug nug nuggets. Mmm mmm, yes sir.

"If you torture me, you're no better than me!" he said, pleading with his eyes and panicking at his reversal of fortune. The cattle prod was in my hand now. "I'm not trying to be"

Beeeep. The alarm clock startled me out of the bed and onto the floor. I groaned and groggily checked the time. 52 stars and a penny. It was far too early for me to fully function.

"Yeah, he may not own a suite but he makes a good pina colada" the exec joked at my expense. Then a pineapple walked in and crushed him. His wife screamed. The alien turned to her.

Hi Mom, Just wanted to say thanks for that birthday card and check. I'll probably get myself some new shirts or something. See you next Tuesday! Love, Pat.

It was a cold and windy afternoon, as the young student walked down the pathway. She was nervous and excited at the same time. Would today be the day? She had a million thoughts ru

Out-of-work collaborative storytelling characters gazed yearningly through the front window. Alpha Male, Brian the confused mail clerk, Superkick, Dr. Faulk the manosurgeon. X-mas

She opened the coffee make. "Uh, Delilah? Where are your coffee inserts." Delilah cocked her head, "What, you mean filters?" She said, "What's a filter?" The blank stare on her

They descended on the def poetry slam like a swarm of wordy locusts.

It's been said "You can't develop 180 characters or more in 180 characters or less." But as was the case with all radical writers, "can't" was not in my vocabulary. I sat at my

I hurt. I hurt not because of pain, but because of pain I have not felt -- that which I must feel to truly know my existence relative to those who have suffered greater.

Central Oregon's high plain in the morning; crisp air, clear blue sky, birds flitting from tree to tree, steaming deer scat, a squirrel cussing me for trespassing. Home! Peace! Joy

After the initial horror then embarrassment, Agent Chalmers was proud of his Zip Drive, installed after a urogenital incident on a field mission. The Chalmers Estate supplied him w