So I did.
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Westerhope : Chapter 4 I awoke groggy from a restless doze. The metronomic beeping of the various machines busy keeping my wife alive seemed so unobtrusive when awake and alert suddenly felt like a aural equivalent of Chinese water torture, relentless and impossible to ignore, when trying to sleep. Added to this, the couch in her room had prominent seams between cushions and was so narrow that I kept rolling off. Eventually I pulled the coffee table closer to act as a barrier, but then I cracked my elbow off its corner and spent ten minutes whimpering into my arm. Many more nights like this and I'd go crazy. They had offered me a cot in another room down the corriWesterhope : Chapter 4 by ~SkeletonBob


Westerhope : Chapter 3 Kay ran lightly and quickly across the open space of the plaza, graceful in her bare feet. She had never carried any weapons into battle and so had no burden to carry and slow her down. She had learned through practice that the quickest way out of the plaza from ground level was not to fly from the cathedral doors. The walls were so steep that she lost forward momentum in the ascent. Instead she folded her wings behind her and sprinted over the flagstones worn smooth through centuries of use.Westerhope : Chapter 3 by ~SkeletonBob
She closed in on the back of her own statue and, without breaking stride, hopped onto the plinth and then used the statue's calf, back and shoulder a


Consumers. 1. INT. SHOPPING MALL. DAY.Consumers. by ~SkeletonBob
A young woman (for ease, let's give her a name, Amy) walks out of Boots, opening a pre-packaged sandwich. She looks brainy and just a tiny bit geeky, like a post-grad student. She has a largish book-bag over her shoulder. She walks towards the big revolving door at the exit (for clarification, I'm picturing the one at the rear of the St. James Centre. She gets in one half of the door alone while five people get in the other half, entering the mall. There is a middle-aged couple, an old man, a male teenage ned and a really hot girl. The door revolves halfway round and, at the precise point the gaps are blocked, sto


The Comedian Jeffrey McKinley was a serious man with serious problems.The Comedian by ~SkeletonBob
From an early age, Jeffrey's parents had instilled in him a rigid and entirely unforgiving work ethic. He believed wholeheartedly that succumbing to the temptations of idleness would lead to a life of misery and despair. Jeffrey had studied seriously throughout school and university and, on graduating with a serious degree, he took a serious job with a serious firm and worked hard with other serious people.
Jeffrey did occasionally feel the need to let of steam however. Although he had worn a suit every single day of his adult life he would sometimes, at weekends, in fits of wild aba