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E. P. Ned Burke has worked in the publishing business for over 30 years. Besides holding the title of editor of various newspapers in Florida and Pennsylvania, he was also the editor/publisher of Yesterday's Magazette, New Writer's and Writer's Guidelines

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Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: A simpler time: 1 of 11

A Legend In My Time In his time, my grandfather was just another loving, hard-working father and husband who did what he had to do to put food on the table and clothes on the backs of seven children. It was only after his death that family and friends sat around to recall his exploits, many centered around his feats of stren...
Arts & Humanities > Thoughts on Writing The major elements of writing fiction: 4 of 15

Make A Writing Plan Before you lock yourself in your room to write that best-selling novel or whatever, you should honestly ask yourself what you want to accomplish. If all you want to do is pen a few poems or write some lines of prose for your own amusement, then go now with my blessing and enjoy. But, if you want your tale...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Memories of New Year's past: 1 of 3

It Happened One New Year's Eve I never caught his name. But I had watched "Sad John" each winter make his home over that rusty hot air vent next to the Hotel Jermyn in downtown Scranton. I worked in a parking garage directly across the street. It was my first job and I worked as many hours as I could to support my young fami...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs My true garden story: 103 of 287

I'm not much of a gardener. In fact, I could never even grow a sweet potato vine. I had tried it several times in my youth, following directions from my mother who had grown beautiful, shiny dark green leaves on a vine that was so full it filled the entire window sill of my childhood home. Mine always ended up buried in a ho...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Tales of delinquent pets: 14 of 37

The first time I saw him he was lying on his back in my neighbor's backyard with his tongue hanging out. A few minutes earlier, Mrs. Haddock had knocked on our door and begged my mother to help her. "It's Jimmy!" she had said excitedly. "I think he's had a heart attack." My mother, never having met the new neighbors who had ...
Computers & Technology > Online Shopping & Trade Why e-books are gaining popularity: 1 of 2

E-Books On Writing and Marketing Can Change Lives! Imagine a vast library with no bookshelves, no book counters and no hard cover or paperback books. The entire space is empty, save for rows upon rows of swivel chairs facing slim and sleek monitors. It's still a library, still a storehouse of thousands (millions!) of free or...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Childhood memories: 64 of 111

Why I Don't Recall My Early Years They say few of us can remember what happened the first years of our lives. However I have a cousin Earl who says he can recall his actual birth and even the sadistic face of the doctor who slapped his backside. Of course, Earl can't remember where he put his car keys five minutes ago, but h...
Arts & Humanities > Writing Tips How to effectively revise your writing: 8 of 12

Rewriting Isn't Pretty Years ago there was a local television ad I enjoyed watching. It showed this backwoods character sitting near a stack of old tires. He wore a pair of bib overalls and he looked straight into the camera and drawled, "Folks, tires ain't purty." The ad sold a lot of tires because the actor was believable,...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Thrillers: 106 of 129

Sheriff Billings tilted his office chair and placed his dusty boots atop an old metal desk. Except for the spot covered by his big feet, the only other place not stacked with papers was the upper right corner of the desk where a black phone sat, caked with donut residue. The air in the room felt heavy, almost stagnant, excep...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Loss of innocence: 31 of 36

"Searching For Eldorado" - Finding Winny A Date Later that night I was three sheets to the wind on the floor in Boomer's basement. This time, in addition to Boomer, Winny and me, other preppies-namely Mooch, Froggy, and Ace-were also in attendance. "Where did your parents go this time, Boomer?" Mooch asked. "Some damn newspa...