http://slow.writerscafe.org/ajbartlett The original writings of author A. J. Bartlett en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776204062 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I have a long list of pet peeves. The list includes several variants of the same peeve - a lot having to do with driving, or a lot having to do with people in general. For instance, when it comes to driving, it severely irritates me when a person slows down before merging into the turn lane. On the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ajbartlett/278581/ Dmp. Dmp. Dmp.Pause.Dmp. Dmp. Dmp-dmp. It shouldn't be this hard. Why the hell was it this hard? In the black, Jim Lucas sat in the blue sedan. All he could hear was the air-conditioner running and the sound of his finger tapping against his forehead; its rhythm spawned fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ajbartlett/271282/ It has come to my attention, the disappointing state most personal sites are in these days. Being a "member" of such sites like Match, Friendorama, and even the mediocre sites like MySpace, I have a firsthand experience with such disappointments.As something of a nudge of curiosity, I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ajbartlett/253398/ One's good, one's bad, and the other... is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ajbartlett/253370/ The introduction to Bartholomew James's "Bless You, Dead Man", his personal account of the days before his death. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ajbartlett/249973/ A scene in my head that stemmed from a funny thought I had... that simply kept playing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ajbartlett/230814/ What happens when your child's power surpasses your own? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ajbartlett/109563/ The writer sat at his desk. The cursor on his computer's monitor blinked, while he stared out of the window. He had been at this for hours, gazing out into the world, silently asking it to let him in on its stories. There had to be one, but what was it? Where was it? And when was it going to come to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ajbartlett/87065/