http://slow.writerscafe.org/vchapmansr The original writings of author Vincent en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775977562 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter 4     Michael sat in front of the television, Indian style, watching the Flintstones.  Connie, one of Judy’s cats, was getting her silky gray fur rubbed by the small palms of her favorite guest.      “Ha-ha-ha, look,” Micha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vchapmansr/223761/ Chapter 3The clouds had thickened. What seemed like a potentially sunny day, turned into a dark and murky atmosphere. Rain drops from the demonic looking clouds started pecking the skin of the curious by-standers. Gaining momentum, the drizzle had turned into showers that rapidly tapped the tops.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vchapmansr/223758/ Chapter 2     John tapped his fingers against the steering wheel as music blared from his speakers. With his window slightly parted, he could feel the chill, but as the sun began to display itself between the buildings, he felt the warmth coming. He sung along with Syd Barret.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vchapmansr/223756/ “Dead Dreams”By Vincent Chapman Sr.Chapter 1     The sun glew blissfully through the blinds. Its rays grazed the side of John Woodson’s face as he read the Wall Street Journal at the kitchen table. His wife Cindy, who was a nurse for Langley hospital.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vchapmansr/223752/ About Bob White!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vchapmansr/222520/ Chilling!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vchapmansr/222517/ About a teenager that solves this murder that happened twenty years earlier through his dreams. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vchapmansr/222175/