Steven Duncan lives in North Texas with his wife and sons. He spends his time writing author bios about himself in third person. He loves Popeye's chicken, mostly because of their honey mustard.
+ more bio informationTHE MAIL COMES SWIFTLY TO BLACKLAND FLATS "You think his car ever breaks down?" Annie asked. "Mailmen's cars don't break down," Katie said, knowingly. The girls sat on the porch steps; old wood, splintering now. Rusted nailheads protruded, waiting to catch careless flesh. Their voices were slow, lazy, like drifting dandelion ... More..
It can be expected that a fifteen year old would make mistakes - take for instance the Flava-Flav sized peace sign I "sported" for the better part of a week in November of 1994 - But what Miley Cyrus has done is beyond comprehension, beyond imagination, beyond belief. Miley Cyrus has. . . . . .apologized? For all the hype ove... More..
A GIFT FOR THE YUMMY UM Henry slowed as he came down the stairs, stepping as lightly as possible on the worn steps, which groaned under his weight. Eavesdropping was not his specialty, being a large kid, and clumsy, but he knew his mother was talking about him. Anytime she talked to Lois Pullen these days, she talked about He... More..
Ah, the Wii. That clever little white box which sits horizontally above my television because I can't bear the thought of a disc spinning on its side. We first played the Wii Easter Weekend at the ranch house where my wife's family meets to do things like ride four-wheelers and shoot skeet and play games. My own family doesn'... More..
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