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While visiting my brother and his family for Christmas, I had the opportunity to read some poems written by my 13 y/o nephew. With his permission, I am going to share three of them with you. These were done for an assignment in school. When The Fog Rolls In By Alex When the fogs rolls in, You can?t see anything, No trees, No houses, No anything, But when it rolls out, It was like nothing has happened, You could see everything, But on this day something has happened, Something went missing, No trace, Something very important, My dogs were gone, some people say that they could hear faint barks at night, When the fog rolls in. Reflection: it was an idea that came to my head during when I was asleep. I thought it would make a good poem. About How I Miss You By Alex How I loved you I didn?t know, How you would bake cookies with me, Play outside, Or just sit and talk, I would help you with your puzzles, How we would stay up late and watch T.V, As I grew up, I started to know the past, How you did many great things, You were brave, And never gave up, I have very happy time with you, And very bad, But when you were gone, I started to show my love for you, There will never be enough times to say good bye, I wrote this poem for you, To show you how I love you, I know you won?t see it, But I know you would like it, And give me a big hug. Reflection: I wrote it so I could remember my grandpa and what he did for me. Life Is?? By Alex Life is an undiscovered galaxy, That there?s so much to find, So much to discover, You find new things, Planets, stars, maybe new life forms, That is so big, There?s always something to find, But you can only go so far, So far, You will never be able To find everything. Reflections: I wrote it because life is a undiscovered galaxy. Finding new things every day.

Migueal Sanchez has joined the Talon House and posted this sweet short story. http://thetalon.ipbhost.com/index.php?showtopic=2927 . No, this doesn't involve winged boys, but angels just the same. I will admit, it left me in tears. Jan

Thanks for the kind words, guy's. If it wasn't for you writer, we editors wouldn't be here. HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO EVERYONE. Jan

There's not much I can add to what's already been said, so I will say HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO EVERYONE HERE. Jan

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But if you do, Graeme, I'm sure it will be good.

As I told Jamie, Security at the Amber Palace has really BEEFED up now.

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I wasn't complaining about it. I was merely pointing out one solution for readers who did find it difficult to read.

I'm sorry' date=' but I'll have to totally disagree with you. [/b'] I think the second chapter is better than the first :p (I would like to beg that future chapters stop using blue text on a blue background. I found this story to be good myself. I have to agree with WBMS that the blue on blue was a little hard to read. Normally this isn't a problem for me as I prefer to read from a hard copy instead of a screen. But since the printer I use for the laptop is a little slow, I read from the laptop instead. What I did was highlight the text which changed the color and made it readable. Jan

I agree, Dude. It looks festive. It even inspired me to deck The House for the season, complete with snow, candy cane and ornaments..

Good for you Trab and glad to hear it. I know exactly how you feel. Like you, I've met someone online and a visit is in currently in the works. It's definately one of those LDR in the truest sense.

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That link was shared with me by one of my staff.

Funny you should say that James. We have a member of The Crew who is starting his own production company. Should Graeme be interested, I'll let him know.

Looking forward to reading more of this story. It's amazing what one doesn't know about their fellow members. Something like this could bring the house down.

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A young blonde was on vacation in the depths of Louisiana. She wanted to take home a pair of genuine alligator shoes in the worst way.... but was very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors were asking for the highly prized shoes. After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle on prices" attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde shouted, "Well then, maybe I'll just go out and catch my own alligator, so I can get a pair of shoes at a decent price!" The shopkeeper said with a sly, knowing smile, "Little lady, y'all just go and give it a try, why don'cha?!" The blonde turned on her heel and headed out toward the swamps, determined to catch an alligator. Later in the day, as the shopkeeper is driving home, he pulls over to the side of the levee where he spots that same young woman standing waist deep in the murky bayou water, shotgun in hand. Just then, he spots a huge 9-foot gator swimming rapidly toward her. With lightning speed, she takes aim, kills the creature . . . and, with a great deal of effort, hauls it onto the slimy swamp bank. Lying nearby were several more of the dead creatures? The shopkeeper stands on the bank and watches this scenario in amazed silence. Just then, the blonde struggles and flips the gator on its back. Then, rolling her eyes heavenward and screaming in great frustration, she shouts out, "Oh no this one is barefoot, too!"

After a chat with a friend of mine earlier today about stories, I decided to post this as a Reader. The chat centered around twists and turns that the author puts in the story. A lot of readers don't like them, especially if it should result in the death of a character. At the risk of stirring things up here, I'm gonna use TSOI as an example. So far we've seen the four who took Jamie to General Zakaria, beheaded, presumably by the Holy Office. We've seen the death of Damien, accidental when the tower collapsed, the attack on the ceremony, and now Luc. And I'm sure I'll be corrected here, but I got the impression, that one just doesn't leave the service of an Abbey or the Holy Office. Granted, I didn't like the idea of this little boy being killed and in such a brutal fashion. But stop and think about what happened during some of the wars around the world. Brutal things have happened. I also figured that there was a reason behind it and that we would find out. I emailed my thoughts about it to Jamie and we will find out by the end of this book. Something I think everyone tends to forget, and this was pointed out to me, this story does not take place on earth. Everyone assumes it does. I've also had the priveledge of editting TPW for Dewey. I didn't like the turn that he put into this story after doing a particular chapter and told him as much. As I continued editting the next couple of chapters, I began to see where he was going and changed my mind. And yes, I told him about it. If you don't like the way a story turns, you don't have to read it. I host a story at my site titled, Starting Over. It can also be found at Nifty. I started hosting it due to the subject the author was dealing with, Teen Suicide. I started hosting Starting Over 2 until the story took a turn. The author started including sex. Sex between teenage boys, not so bad you say? It got to the point he started including boys under the age of 10 together and with teens. I wasn't fond of this, so I stopped hosting the second part. I'm also reminded of something Theeggman wrote concerning his stories. He writes them for himself, not the reader. I'm sure there are others out there who do the same thing and share their writing with us. I consider it an honor and a priveledge to be able to read the work an author puts out. I'd also like to take the time to say Thank You to the authors who take the time to to reply when I write you about your story. Not everyone does. Now before you say it, I know, I know, you're busy. But is nice to be acknowledged at least once. Collision is set up so that all authors and editors receive any fan mail from readers. I will respond to the reader as Project Editor even if the author replies back to them. Jan

Thought I'd take a little time to publicly say Thank You to JJP for the opportunity to edit Chapter 28 of The Angel. It all started Sunday afternoon. I took a small nap after lunch and checked my email when I got up. Here was this email from JJP, sent to several people, looking for some one to edit, proof read, or what ever, chapter 28. Serious applicants only. Plus it would be sent to the first two to respond. There was also a time limit on getting it done. He wanted it back that night for posting. An hour had passed from the time the email came in to the time I responded, around 2:30 pm. I thought, hell why not, so I gave it a shot. I was one of the two winners. After receiving 2 copies, for some reason Microsoft Word didn't want to open a dat file, I got started. By 11:00 pm est., the chapter and my comments were on the way back to JJP. This morning, I had an email from Josiah with something I rarely get from any of the authors I've worked for, Feedback. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. The way I see it, if an author and an editor are going to work together, then there should be communication between them. Josiah took the time to explain things which will make things easier if he should send me another chapter. So once again, Thank you, Josiah Jacobus-Parker Jan

I found the chapter early Saturday morning and read it in the afternoon. I've sent my comments to Jamie and await his reply. I found this chapter to be very powerful and believable. I did my own quick edit on half the chapter before writing this. I don't normally do a grammar/spell check on stories that I keep. Granted, we have our different styles, but here's what I came across. On the comma usage issues, I disagreed with grammar check so I wouldn't have brought them up. I found one incident of wordiness. IMHO, you did the best you could in your usual style. Perhaps the reason you found it not an easy read, is the shock everyone was in, including the reader. This attack was brutal. (Sorry if I'm giving anything away here). Aj, I believe you did good. Jan

History Lesson Have a history teacher explain this----- if they can. Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846. John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946. Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860. John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960. Both were particularly concerned with civil rights. Both wives lost their children while living in the White House. Both Presidents were shot on a Friday. Both Presidents were shot in the head. Now it gets really weird... Lincoln 's secretary was named Kennedy. Kennedy's Secretary was named Lincoln. Both were assassinated by Southerners. Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson. Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808. Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908. John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839. Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939. Both assassins were known by their three names. Both names are composed of fifteen letters. Now hang on to your seat. Lincoln was shot at the theater named 'Ford.' Kennedy was shot in a car called ' Lincoln' made by 'Ford.' Lincoln was shot in a theater and his assassin ran and hid in a warehouse. Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and his assassin ran and hid in a theater. Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials. Creepy huh?

You Don't Know Jack Schitt Jack Schitt is the only son of O. Schitt and Awe Schitt. O. Schitt, the fertilizer magnate, married Awe Schitt, who later ran the Kneedeep Inn- Schitt. Jack Schitt eventually married Noe Schitt, and together they produced six children. Holly Schitt, their first child, passed on shortly after birth. Next came twin sons, Deep Schitt and Dip Schitt, and then two daughters: Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt. Their Final child, another son, was named Bull Schitt. By and by, Deep Schitt married Dumb Schitt, a high school dropout. Dip Schitt married Lotta Schitt, and they have a son Chicken Schitt. Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt married the Happens brothers. the Schitt-Happens children are Dawg Schitt, Byrd Schitt, and Horace Schitt. Bull Schitt just married a spicy number, Pisa Schitt, and they're awaiting the arrival of Baby Schitt. So, you not only know Jack Schitt, but his entire family as well! For some time many of us have wondered just who is Jack Schitt? We find ourselves at a loss when someone says, "You don't know Jack Schitt!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, thanks to my genealogy efforts, you can now respond in an intellectual way. Jack Schitt is the only son of Awe Schitt. Awe Schitt, the fertilizer magnate, married O. Schitt, the owner of Needeep N. Schitt, Inc. They had one son, Jack. In turn, Jack Schitt married Noe Schitt. The deeply religious couple produced six children: Holie Schitt, Giva Schitt, Fulla Schitt, Bull Schitt, and the twins Deap Schitt and Dip Schitt. Against her parents' objections, Deap Schitt married Dumb Schitt, a high school dropout. After being married 15 years, Jack and Noe Schitt divorced. Noe Schitt later married Ted Sherlock, and, because her kids were living with them, she wanted to keep her previous name. She was then known as Noe Schitt Sherlock. Meanwhile, Dip Schitt married Loda Schitt, and they produced a son with a rather nervous disposition named Chicken Schitt. Two of the other six children, Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt, were inseparable throughout childhood and subsequently married the Happens brothers in a dual ceremony. The wedding announcement in the newspaper announced the Schitt-Happens nuptials. The Schitt-Happens children were Dawg, Byrd, and Hoarse. Bull Schitt, the prodigal son, left home to tour the world. He recently returned from Italy with his new Italian bride, Pisa Schitt. Now when someone says, "You don't know Jack Schitt," you can correct them. Sincerely, Crock O. Schitt

Did you ever stop to wonder what would happen if your dog's name was Mypenis? - Mypenis ate my homework. - Oh, no! Mypenis is frothing at the mouth! - Sorry I'm late. I was playing with Mypenis. - I'm Sorry, Officer. I didn't realize I had to keep Mypenis on a leash. - Mypenis doesn't come when I call it. - Mypenis likes to crawl between the legs of guests. - I love giving Mypenis a bath. - At night, I sleep with Mypenis in my hands. - Mypenis likes it when people pet him. - Mypenis needs to get more exercise. He weighs over fifty pounds. - Playing with Mypenis really wears me out. - Would you like to see a picture of Mypenis? - Sometimes I wake up, and Mypenis is already active. - I think Mypenis has a mind of its own. - I keep a picture of Mypenis in my wallet. - Whenever I get lost, Mypenis points me in the right direction. - I think Mypenis is getting old because he won't get excited anymore. He just plays dead. - Mypenis got out last night. I think he's sleeping with the lady next door. - If Mypenis was a weiner dog, he would be long and hairy and hard to carry. - Mypenis loves to chase pussies in dark alleys. - Help! I can't find Mypenis! - Sorry to be driving so slow, officer, but I was looking forMypenis. - Mypenis gets excited whenever the mailman comes. - Sorry to be driving so fast, officer - I have to take Mypenis to the hospital. - Oh. no! Something bit Mypenis! - Watch it or you'll step on Mypenis. - When Mypenis behaves well, he gets a bone. - Stop kicking Mypenis. - When riding in the car, Mypenis enjoys sticking his head out to be blown. - Mypenis is truly man's best friend. - Beware of Mypenis. He's carrying a disease. - People say Mypenis looks cute lying down, but even better when standing at attention. - Mypenis: the crotch-sniffer. - There's nothing like a well-trained bitch for Mypenis. - I've trained Mypenis to jump through hoops. - Mypenis always searches for an open hand under the dinner table. - Excuse me - I need a muzzle for Mypenis. - Sorry I'm late, but Mypenis kept me up howling all night...