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 <title>FictionPress.com - Quincer's fanfiction</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: Quincer</subtitle>
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 <updated>2009-11-29T11:27:36-08:00</updated>
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  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-11-13T16:51:16-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-11-13T16:51:16-08:00</updated>
  <title>My Mother Does Dishes in her Sweats</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2595994/1/My_Mother_Does_Dishes_in_her_Sweats"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-11-13:story.2595994</id>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="Family"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: Humor/Family&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 149, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 11-13-08, Published: 11-13-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Shakespearian sonnet.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-06-15T23:38:37-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-06-15T23:38:37-08:00</updated>
  <title>Coppernose, Limited</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2532523/1/Coppernose_Limited"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-06-15:story.2532523</id>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K+"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="Fantasy"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Genres: Humor/Fantasy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 5,846, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 6-15-08, Published: 6-15-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;All the Prune man wants is his wife safely dead, so he hires a cynical cat detective named Coppernose to find the corpse. Consequently, the journey brings back awkward memories of Coppernose's history of dressing in drag that leaves his partner... winde</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2007-12-10T21:54:40-08:00</published>
  <updated>2007-12-10T21:54:40-08:00</updated>
  <title>Concrete Island</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2449170/1/Concrete_Island"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2007-12-10:story.2449170</id>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Humor/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,726, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 12-10-07, Published: 12-10-07&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;An ownerless pail of orange chalk with a label that reads Now with more colors! inspires.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2007-08-31T13:28:44-08:00</published>
  <updated>2007-08-31T13:28:44-08:00</updated>
  <title>Infection</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2409691/1/Infection"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2007-08-31:story.2409691</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K+"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 198, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 8-31-07, Published: 8-31-07&lt;br&gt;Status: In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Beware of my writings they could infect you with a thought.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2006-10-18T20:38:53-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-10-18T20:38:53-08:00</updated>
  <title>A Woman Without Retinas</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2263042/1/A_Woman_Without_Retinas"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2006-10-18:story.2263042</id>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K+"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="Parody"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Genres: Humor/Parody&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 552, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 10-18-06, Published: 10-18-06&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;To her, the sky was like our cement sidewalks—standard stomping ground—stars, black holes and galaxies.What she saw was the raw footage of life—our vision before it’s flipped over by the back of the retina and the brain.  So, she really saw things differe</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-12-08T14:04:59-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-12-08T14:04:59-08:00</updated>
  <title>Because We're Going to a Carnival</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2065154/1/Because_Were_Going_to_a_Carnival"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-12-08:story.2065154</id>
  <category term="Family"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Poetry"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Family/'&gt;Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Poetry&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 243, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 12-8-05, Published: 12-8-05&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;[Villanelle]  An abandoned carnival experiences rebirth in the dead of winter.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-12-03T14:26:42-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-12-03T14:26:42-08:00</updated>
  <title>An Actress in Her Domain</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2061829/1/An_Actress_in_Her_Domain"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-12-03:story.2061829</id>
  <category term="Life"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K+"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Genres: Humor/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 139, Reviews: 2 
Updated: 12-3-05, Published: 12-3-05&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;[Free verse]  &quot;We're actors; we're the opposite of people.&quot;  And you expect us to write poems?</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-10-08T13:49:30-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-10-08T13:49:30-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Rock Diaries</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2023357/1/The_Rock_Diaries"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-10-08:story.2023357</id>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K+"/>
  <category term="Parody"/>
  <category term="Fantasy"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Genres: Parody/Fantasy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,340, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 10-8-05, Published: 10-8-05&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;[SHORT STORY] Rocks.  We use them to measure the age of the Earth.  To us, they are eternal and unchanging.  Now, read the observations and laments of one rock as he watches humans at their best.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-10-02T16:56:26-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-10-02T16:56:26-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Last Word REVISED</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2019281/1/The_Last_Word_REVISED"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-10-02:story.2019281</id>
  <category term="Young Adult"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="Tragedy"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young_Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Humor/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 6,025, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 10-2-05, Published: 10-2-05&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;[Short Story: REVISED] It was almost supernatural-like being on a cloud, watching the tragedy of man.  But, now,  Erica must cope when all the words shatter within her, and leave her an echoing ghost deep in the crowd.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-10-01T17:34:59-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-10-01T17:34:59-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Last Word</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1825098/1/The_Last_Word"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-03:story.1825098</id>
  <category term="Young Adult"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="Tragedy"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young_Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Humor/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 3,093, Reviews: 3 
Updated: 10-1-05, Published: 2-3-05&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;[Short Story] In a world where speaking out is prevalent, Erica must cope when all the words shatter within her, and leave her an echoing ghost in the crowd.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-09-25T20:24:47-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-09-25T20:24:47-08:00</updated>
  <title>Giraffes are Known to Dream</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2014904/1/Giraffes_are_Known_to_Dream"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-09-25:story.2014904</id>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: Humor/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 387, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 9-25-05, Published: 9-25-05&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;[Ballad]  What is a giraffe to do when his dreams in his sleep tire him so?</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2005-02-27T12:14:09-08:00</published>
  <updated>2005-02-27T12:14:09-08:00</updated>
  <title>Rain at Dawn</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1845672/1/Rain_at_Dawn"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2005-02-27:story.1845672</id>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: Drama/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,001, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 2-27-05, Published: 2-27-05&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;[Short Story]It is the anniversary of the death of a loved one.  Bleak obsurities reign in the future of those apart of the Industrial Revolution in London.  Amid all of this, hope and humor is found through the concrete gaze of an angel.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2004-10-28T21:48:05-08:00</published>
  <updated>2004-10-28T21:48:05-08:00</updated>
  <title>When it Comes to Compensating Colors</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1748488/1/When_it_Comes_to_Compensating_Colors"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2004-10-28:story.1748488</id>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Humor"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 463, Reviews: 2 
Updated: 10-28-04, Published: 10-28-04&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;A very short piece about an orange house.  A garish, orange house which draws a woman to want to buy it for peculliar-almost intuitive-feelings.</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-12-22T14:25:40-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-12-22T14:25:40-08:00</updated>
  <title>A World Unto Itself</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1478221/1/A_World_Unto_Itself"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-12-22:story.1478221</id>
  <category term="Historical"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="Angst"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Historical/'&gt;Historical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: Angst/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 2,134, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 12-22-03, Published: 12-22-03&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;[SHORT STORY]Here is a glimpse into the life of a peasant in the middle ages, when their lord's land was their whole world, what the lord said went, and poverty reigned . . .</summary>
 </entry>
 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Quincer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/223757/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-04-17T16:13:11-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-04-17T16:13:11-08:00</updated>
  <title>Vivian's Blitz: A Story of Wartorn London</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1282094/1/Vivians_Blitz_A_Story_of_Wartorn_London"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-04-17:story.1282094</id>
  <category term="Historical"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K"/>
  <category term="Suspense"/>
  <category term="Adventure"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/223757/Quincer'&gt;Quincer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Historical/'&gt;Historical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Genres: Suspense/Adventure&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 3,262, Reviews: 1 
Updated: 4-17-03, Published: 4-17-03&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;[SHORT STORY]Vivan just moved to London, it is 1941, London is in a sad state from being constantly bombed. They never know when they may strike next. When the chaotic bombing starts again, Vivian is lost and responsible for her little brother's life.</summary>
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