Steve's Writing
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| Blog Name: | Steve's Writing |
| Url: | http://www.steveorr.blogspot.com |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | fiction, memoir, spiritual |
| Description: | Short stories, chapters of a novel, short memoir pieces, soft rants, some spiritual musings, whatever pops into my head to write. |
| Popularity: | 34 Followers |
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Opening sequence of "The Lineman" (a working title)
(This is the opening sequence of a new fiction piece I'm working on that I am tentatively calling "The Lineman." In it we meet Chez [sounds like fez], learn a little about his present situation, and get introduced to the story -- Steve) Chez Makes a DiscoveryAlphonse “Chez” Chesterton was simultaneously enjoying one of the positives of his current employment while dealing with one of its negatives. On the positive side, his new iChip had synced perfectly with his gauntlet despite the fact they were produced two years apart and by different companies (as advertised, he had to admit) and he was currently vibing on a rollicking p
(This is the opening sequence of a new fiction piece I'm working on that I am tentatively calling "The Lineman." In it we meet Chez [sounds like fez], learn a little about his present situation, and get introduced to the story -- Steve) Chez Makes a DiscoveryAlphonse “Chez” Chesterton was simultaneously enjoying one of the positives of his current employment while dealing with one of its negatives. On the positive side, his new iChip had synced perfectly with his gauntlet despite the fact they were produced two years apart and by different companies (as advertised, he had to admit) and he was currently vibing on a rollicking p
A Moment of Deep and Everlasting Shame
By Steve OrrIn less than 60 seconds we went from wild cacophony to utter silence. Welcome to Jetton Junior High School, spring 1964. There were a couple hundred of us; talking, shouting, laughing, nudging, arguing, courting, playing; and our keepers were ever watchful to ensure the arguments or the games of “slap-hands” didn’t escalate into actual fighting, that the courting didn’t cross that indefinable (at least to us) line into public-display-of-affection, that the laughter wasn’t somehow connected to something sala
By Steve OrrIn less than 60 seconds we went from wild cacophony to utter silence. Welcome to Jetton Junior High School, spring 1964. There were a couple hundred of us; talking, shouting, laughing, nudging, arguing, courting, playing; and our keepers were ever watchful to ensure the arguments or the games of “slap-hands” didn’t escalate into actual fighting, that the courting didn’t cross that indefinable (at least to us) line into public-display-of-affection, that the laughter wasn’t somehow connected to something sala
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