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He wasn't certain how long he'd been asleep, yet at some point Kuai Liang found himself fighting his way back to the waking world. However, he soon discovered it was more difficult than he thought getting there. His rest was troubled because he told himself he should wake up, but his brain simply laughed at him and plunged him back into nightmares of recent events. Once, however, it allowed him to open his eyes, and though he couldn't be sure if it was a dream or reality, he saw Annalise flipping through a narrow binder at the foot of his bed. In a haze, he imagined she'd traded her scrubs for a tight white t-shirt and jeans that accentuated

What do the following words all have in common? • Arrogant • Know-it-all • Impatient • Cocky If you guessed names I’ve been called after reviewing someone’s work, you’d be right! When I first joined the online writing community nearly two years ago, I was terribly shy and I didn’t really review anyone’s work because I didn’t want to ruffle anyone’s feathers. Well, that, and I had a hard time finding anything of substance to critique…If I could find far more errors to criticize than good stuff to praise, I didn’t even bother commenting because I just didn&rsquo

Recently, I posted a poll asking my readers what writing tutorial would they like to see next. The number one subject, as picked by you, my loving readers, is how to develop a plot. So, while there are several ways to plot a story, this is how I do it (usually): Before I begin, I think it’s important to note that there are two different kinds of stories: character driven stories and plot driven stories. Character driven stories are, as implied, focused more on the characters and those characters’ internal change. If you choose to write a character driven story, your reader will spend lots of time thinking about the characters and

One: From a tender age, I exhibited a freakish connection to the supernatural world. The strange way I could see ghosts in the burnt remains of a house and how I could predict that Jeremy, my little brother, would fall off a ladder and break his arm three weeks prior to the actual incident mortified my parents, and my second sight was discouraged by their derisive remarks. Born with what they called “a wild imagination,” I drifted through childhood on the borderland between dimensions with one foot grounded in this world and one foot grounded in the next. I frequently floated into that plane, seeing the unseen mingle with the livi

Around these parts they call it training. A little white pill plopped in a woman's drink - awaking half-naked in the second floor bedroom - seeing double, triple, more: Seeing hell shining brightly through cracked windows, through strained grins on male faces while her mind works faster. Faster. Being no one and for nothing. But, stairs in a hallway, and she runs. Hands grab her ankle. She dives. Training is free-falling: quick loving shot of weightless euphoria, a sense of beauty before the leg is wrenched from the hip socket, the foot yanked from its white sock, the souvenir left dangling in the trainer's hand. Training is the grindin

Title: Khir Universe: Mortal Kombat Pairings: None Rating: PG Warnings: None Word Count: 1068 Author's Note: This is the first tale in Tales of the Lin Kuei, a group of short stories that imagine what life was like for the MK ninjas when they were children in the Lin Kuei temple. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Young Tomas Vrbada, age ten, was so hungry one afternoon that his belly ached in terrible pain. After Jiao-long, who was five years his elder and would later go by the code-name Sektor, greedily stole his bowl of lo mein

Bi-han swallowed hard. The Lin Kuei only celebrated one birthday in a warrior's life – his eighteenth – and today, May 17th, was that day. The young Cryomancer was less than thrilled. Their idea of a birthday party did not involve cake, presents, or fun. Rather, their idea of celebrating was to send him on a mission to God only knew where, to fight a warrior of equal skill as him, and return with a trophy from his victory. If he lived through the exchange, he'd earn the right to pick a code name, a sign that he'd reached adulthood. If not…well, that was like separating the wheat from the chaff, then, wasn't it? So just afte

THE ETHICS     Superheroes tend to become very popular in times of tragedy, and that is why during the Nazi occupation of Europe, the Holocaust, and America’s eventual involvement in World War II, a surge of patriotism and a retributive desire to punish evildoers gave birth to heroes like Superman (1938) and Captain America (1941) (Dubose 916). Similarly, the attacks on September 11th, 2001 exacerbated social anxieties about terrorism while simultaneously promoting a resurgence of patriotism and again, a need to punish the wicked. This sentiment gave new salience to old superheroes, but senseless acts of violence such as terrorist att

1. What is your full name? Do you have a nickname? Annalise Olivia Anderson. But just call me Anya for short. 2. How old are you? When is your birthday? I'm almost 27 years old. My birthday is May 17. 3. Where were you born? Where do you live now? I thought I was born in San Diego. Turns out I was born in an entirely different dimension...I was born in Outworld, and I'm just oh-so-thrilled about that. My mom smuggled me to Earthrealm, hooked up with a rich doctor, and kept me in the dark. We lived in New York for the longest time, but she "died" and I met Kuai Liang, who wanted me to go with him to Arctika. So that's where I live now. 4