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Leslie E. Hauser

Writer of YA Novels

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Photo Story #58

written by Leslie

Everyone laughed. They said it was just a game and one for nerds especially. She’ll have the last laugh, though. Returning as Scrabble Queen with the $500,000 check will show…

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October 16, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #57

written by Leslie

The stage had been set. Literally. She’d simultaneously dreamed of and feared this moment for a week that felt like a lifetime. Would they like her? Would she stumble over…

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October 15, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #56

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Somewhere far off in the distance the buffalo roamed. There’d been deer and elk and prairie dogs more abundant than ants. The clouds hung low, nearing clipping the tops of…

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October 14, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #55

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It seemed so silly now—splitting the wood and stacking it in this heat. Sweat poured off his face and streamed down his back. His grip on the splitting wedge kept…

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October 6, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #54

written by Leslie

They dug a hole and put you six feet underground. All those years I never said what I really should have said. The regret fills every empty space you left.…

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September 26, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #53

written by Leslie

Hey you. Yeah, that’s right…I’m talking to you. What are you looking at? Huh? Never seen a squirrel with a nut? What? What was that? You say something? No I…

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September 25, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #52

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The emails came at all hours. And then there were the constant texts and phone calls, and why hadn’t he checked his Facebook? It was too much. So one day…

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September 24, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #51

written by Leslie

I stumbled, eventually falling forward. They were quickly approaching behind me, but I could not push myself up. My slow, final breaths blew into the blades of green grass tickling…

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September 23, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #50

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He’d stolen the fruit. The lemon tree in his backyard, with its few bruised blossoms, could hardly make him the money his family needed. He knew the oranges would go…

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September 22, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #49

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He was late. It’d been five years, but they’d had a perfect plan. Her hands fumbled with the box left at her table. One by one she plucked them from…

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September 21, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #48

written by Leslie

Grandpa taught me so many lessons. But the one I remember most is that a grapefruit a day would keep the doctor away. Now Grandpa’s gone. And all I have…

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September 20, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #47

written by Leslie

Going to work, exercising, cleaning the house, running errands, making meals, and leaving time for family and friends. It leaves no DVR time. Yes, I think I’ll have to quit…

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September 19, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #46

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He’d always lived on the farm. Others spent their teenage years talking of getting out, but he’d always wanted to stay. He loved the hard work and wide open spaces…

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September 18, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #45

written by Leslie

We’d just finished swimming. It’d been searing hot. Thunderclouds boiled up in the distance, but there it was, a spotlight behind the clouds. A proclamation about to be announced. I…

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September 17, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #44

written by Leslie

First Half. First 10-K. First marathon. A strained Achilles. Getting passed by a grandma. New PR. Best race ever. Miserable run. The one I ran by myself. Separately they all…

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September 16, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #43

written by Leslie

This little girl had dreams. Necklaces, bracelets, and fancy sunglasses made her feel special and grown-up. She fantasized about the glamour of being an adult and of dressing up for…

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September 15, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #42

written by Leslie

Would it transport her to a fictional world of wizardry? Would she need to dash inside to escape a murder of crows? Would she enter only to exit as a…

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September 14, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #41

written by Leslie

It pounds and throbs, a cement block caving in on my eyes. I fall asleep and when I wake up, it’s still there. There’s nothing to chase it away except…

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September 13, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #39

written by Leslie

It’s insufferable, this pain. They’re gone. He’s left. It can’t be fixed. There’s no way out. I’ve taken the punches and endured the elements. It can all be gone. If…

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September 11, 2014 0 comment
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Photo Story #38

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There’s so much I want to do, so much I have to do. Places I could visit and paths I could travel. But I’m just stuck here, frozen in front…

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September 10, 2014 0 comment
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