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0c3b995
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Romulan or Vulcan?' the ushers asked each guest. Marion, who had been poised to say 'friends of the bride' had responded to the question with an open-mouthed stare, and Jay Omega answered, 'Klingon!" which got them seats in the back row of the Romulan side." --
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humor
star-trek
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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0dfe7a9
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It couldn't be the beer. Donnie McRory was certain of that. If you sent American beer out to be analyzed, the lab would probably phone up and say, 'Your horse has diabetes.
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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76aa9ab
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Boondocks' is simply the Tagalog word for mountains.
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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fc1b4ea
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There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green, and the days are still warm, but somehow you know that it is all about to end, as if summer was holding its breath, and when it let it out again, it would be autumn.
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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86421ec
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Being a professional writer is a lot like being a hooker. You'd better find out if you're any good at it before you start charging for it.
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writing
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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cbbf97b
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Is the groom going to go where no man has gone before?
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star-trek
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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aea9999
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The most momentous events in life--baptisms, weddings, and funerals--don't seem to take much time, but the effects of them bind up the whole of your existence.
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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aeb42ca
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Mountains have long-lost kinfolk on the other side of the Atlantic. The bloodline that marks that kinship is a vein of a green mineral called serpentine ...
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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613e5a5
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Wild steep mountains floating in a haze of cloud...a sea of green trees swallowing the hills and valleys, and curling around the trails and rivers, with the wind in the leaves as its tide.
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ballad-novels
southern-fiction
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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c035683
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A man is always a little shamefaced on his wedding day, like a fox caught in a baited trap, ensnared because his greed overcame his better judgment. The menfolk laughed at Charlie that spring day, and said he was caught for sure now. As the bride, I was praised and fussed over, as if I had won a prize or done something marvelous that no one ever did before, and I could not help feeling pleased and clever that I had managed to turn myself fr..
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marriage
slavery
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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239d28e
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I wonder which is worse-the death, not knowing what comes after, or the wedding, when you think you know, but you're wrong.
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frankie-silver
hanging
marriage
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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c9377c7
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Seasons didn't come behind the nicotine-stained walls of Mountain City's prison, so Harm always imagined it spring--the locust trees clustered with shaggy white blooms, the wet woods flecked with bloodroot, and wild roses and honeysuckle flashing white among the chestnuts on the mountainsides...
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ballad-novel
southern-fiction
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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a0bf203
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Oh, son, hardly anybody wants to leave. These mountains are more than just a place for folks around here.
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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fff8c42
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One of the gentleman guests chuckled. "Do you think the mother made up the story out of whole cloth?"
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Sharyn McCrumb |
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dc39551
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Surely doctors saw nothing but the eyes of their patient's family: the staring, pleading eyes that waited to hear what sentence would be pronounced on their loved one.
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Sharyn McCrumb |