As a writer, I have had my share of false starts.
Here are a few of them.
Here are a few of them.
Tallulah had never been the most talkative stalk in the asparagus bunch.
As Leburta brushed her auburn locks, memories of Reynaldo caused static electricity to fill the night air of her bedchamber with tiny sparks like fireflies.
Dust had been Dusty's destiny since the day he was born destitute in a barn outside of Denver.
Saliva dripped off Gerard's fangs like sparkling mist and Deidre, weakening, imagined she heard violins through the pine trees.
Stan was a good cop with a bad attitude; a combination that solved a lot of crimes but had sent his sainted mother to an early grave.
As Perry shifted uncomfortably in the tight confines of his cubicle, he once again regretted the extra spicy chalupa from the night before.
As the sunset melted like liquid margarine over the barren landscape, Marjorie was harshly reminded of her childlessness.
To begin the start of the story, Adam thought about the first time he had heard the tale of his birth.
Once upon a time in the magical flower kingdom, the princess Lacey was stabbed 17 times by her power hungry father, the King.
Caitlin's heart beat in steady rhythm to the stealthy steps of the studly stalker steadily striding behind her.
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