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Chris Kelly
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Writer - wrestling blogs, punk lyrics, books about zombies.
Writer - wrestling blogs, punk lyrics, books about zombies.

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A Brand New Story - First Hour
Preface: I'm going to write for roughly an hour with no pre-plan or even pre-thought and just see where the story goes. Chapter 1 - The Life Of A Wife "I am truly sorry", Lucille said, gulping down a deep breath to try and stifle the tears building up in he...

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World Of Sport
For those unfamiliar, either due to age or region, World Of Sport was a mainstay of British family programming for 20 years, showcasing a variety of sports from the hours of noon until 5pm every Saturday. For those who lived during the era of 1965 to 1985, ...

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NaNoWriMo Part 64
Mike had never considered himself much of a fighter, not really. Sure, as a kid there had been those odd scrapes and scraps. The time little Timmy said something mean about his Mum. That resulted in a good battering at the hands of Mike. But it was all a bi...

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NaNoWriMo Part 63
It couldn't be a coincidence. Mike had resolved long ago to track down Samuel and put and end to him. He had initially remained scared, hiding in his house, watching the news, reading the local reporter blogs and hoping, praying, that they would find him, t...

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NaNoWriMo Part 63
Maria was dead. Chris was dead. Rita was dead. The gravity of the situation was truly sinking in for Mike. Three weeks had passed since his ordeal. Having spent the majority of that time in hospital, Mike had a lot of time to think about what had happened t...

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NaNoWriMo Part 61
"No!" Mike awoke, shouting. He couldn't let himself drift off to sleep, wasn't that the first rule of medical advice? Keep them awake, keep them alert? Well, Mike was clearly on his own right now, so he would just have to work to keep himself awake and aler...

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NaNoWriMo Part 60
Mike awoke slowly, painfully. He was suddenly aware of himself, although all he could see was the blank void that exists when you shut your eyes, that crazy place populated by various flashing and flicking lights of yellow and blue and colours that can't qu...

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NaNoWriMo Part 59
What time was it? Samuel parted his eyes slightly, vision foggy. Sunlight was streaming through the slight parting in his thick, red curtains that he normally had drawn tight across the kitchen window. One of the few windows in this building, an intentional...

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NaNoWriMo Part 58
If he had ever truly loved a meal as much as this one before, Samuel reckoned it must have been at least ten years ago. Having dedicated so much of his recent life to resurrecting Rita, Samuel found that once he had decided to allow himself to eat, he didn'...

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NaNoWriMo Part 57
"It is a lonely road I have travelled, my dear Rita. An unforgiving road. The world outside our door is cruel, it does not understand us. It hopes to molest us, our dreams and our fantasies. The fantasy that I will soon make reality. Sorry, that WE will soo...
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