Caroline was eating. After she ate, the phone rang. She picked it up to answer it. It was her ex.
I don't remember reading so many stories before that were so wooden, so abrupt and vanilla. But I'm seeing more of them (not just here) and I'm hoping that it's not an epidemic, but rather the result of fledgling writers getting out there and dipping their quills for the first time. Or would you say it's really about the same as it's always been and I'm maybe sensitive to it?
Well, at least it's not American Idol.
mgencleyn was done writing. He clicked the button.



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