{"id":2526,"date":"2009-10-19T10:48:00","date_gmt":"2009-10-19T15:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/susangibb.net\/blog2\/?page_id=2526"},"modified":"2012-05-01T10:39:50","modified_gmt":"2012-05-01T15:39:50","slug":"submissions","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/susangibb.net\/blog2\/my-work\/submissions\/","title":{"rendered":"Submissions"},"content":{"rendered":"

A<\/span> Bottle of Beer<\/a><\/h2>\n

A hot afternoon, a woman with decades of memories, and the cool relief of a bottle of beer.<\/p>\n

On The Very Last Day, He Imploded<\/a><\/h2>\n

This story began and ended at a 24-hour Tunxis Arts Marathon, and the image used in the title page was from a photo taken out of my hotel room window at the Hypertext 2008 event in Pittsburgh.<\/p>\n

Maude Nichols<\/a><\/h2>\n

Sort of a “Choose Your own Adventure” mixed with the “Perils of Pauline” hypertext piece that can be a short, quick read, or a more indepth look at long-lasting marriage.<\/p>\n

Dimensional 1 and 2<\/a><\/h2>\n

A sci-fi look at alternate spaces and alternate beings.<\/p>\n

Everywhere<\/a><\/h2>\n

A rather dark reminder of memories that awaken at the oddest times in our lives.<\/p>\n

Evilution I and 2<\/a><\/h2>\n

More prose than story, yet this concept of the future may need to be hidden within prose.<\/p>\n

Revenge of the Kilobytes<\/a><\/h2>\n

Computers taking over the world? It starts with that small first step in your own home.<\/p>\n

Something Dark<\/a><\/h2>\n

Nature and the Night join forces against a boy.<\/p>\n

The Body<\/a><\/h2>\n

Those first nights of being alone.<\/p>\n

The Scent of Sundays<\/a><\/h2>\n

Sometimes memories are made up of a single moment.<\/p>\n

What We Missed<\/a><\/h2>\n

Another after-the-apocalypse tale with a twisted sense of humor.<\/p>\n

Earth to Moon<\/a><\/h2>\n

A new take on a classic.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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