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Exercise 3

Sunday, February 21st, 2010

Amy Maddox 302A-01 Fiction Exercise 3 February 22, 2010 E.P.T. The sweat from her hands made it difficult to unwrap the cellophane that covered the box. It was designed like a pack of gum, which she routinely opened in seconds, but gum didn’t come with the consequences that this package could contain. Emergency Pregnancy Test, […]

Journal 5

Friday, February 19th, 2010

Mama Her chest rose and fell with an artificial rhythm as the machine hissed in time. His mother was lying in front of him, but it wasn’t her that he saw anymore. Even though his mother only stood four foot ten, Matthew saw her as being much larger. Her charisma and her stubbornness had made […]

Journal 4

Friday, February 12th, 2010

Amy Maddox ENGL 302A-01 Dr. Rochelle Journal 4 All Snow and No Plow Makes Jack a Dull Boy “It’s finally happened, just as was foretold. Look out the window, they have finally come,” she said breathlessly. I threw a pillow and it smacked against her cheek. “A bit melodramatic don’t you think? It’s just a […]

Journal 3

Friday, February 5th, 2010

Amy Maddox Engl 302A-01 Dr. Rochelle Journal 3- pg XXVIII Try this I Wanna Bee Sedated In this dream I was in a mall that looked like Manassas mall and I was Christmas shopping with my dad, my husband, and Joey Ramone. I wandered into some back room at Montgomery Wards and George Halsey, my […]

Journal 2

Sunday, January 31st, 2010

Amy Maddox ENGL 302A-01 February 1, 2010 Journal 2 – Try this, pg. 136 Dessert Before Desertion There is a simple wooden table set for two in the middle of a modest dining room. A crowded restaurant would only mean gawking onlookers interrupting the romantic mood with their whispering about the May-December couple. She didn’t […]

Exercise 2- Option 2

Thursday, January 28th, 2010

Amy Maddox ENGL 302-01 1/29/10 Fiction Exercise 2 Clean up on Aisle Whine…er, Nine “Bleep. Bleep. Bleep.” It went on all day long. Sometimes the bleeps would overlap, other times they would be in perfect harmony with one another. Sometimes she could drown them out but most of the time they drilled a hole into […]

Journal 1- pg. 26 “try this”

Sunday, January 24th, 2010

I remember my mother screeching, “Don’t corner the dog, he doesn’t like to feel trapped” at almost the same instant that I felt the pain prickle across my nose. It wasn’t so much the pain from the bite that tingled, but the surge of adrenaline as Rudy, my chubby German Shepherd mix, growled and lunged […]

Exercise 1 – Option 5

Friday, January 22nd, 2010

The hydrangeas are yellowing. Once they stood tall in vivid shades of blue and violet, but they grow spotted,yellowed, and droopy. They prefer acidic soil but their caretaker has neglected to give them the nutrients they need. If they were able to, they would uproot themselves and move to a different garden, a garden where […]

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