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 <title>FictionPress.com - Gonzo69's stories</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: Gonzo69</subtitle>
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 <updated>2013-05-25T02:56:12-08:00</updated>
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  <author>
   <name>Gonzo69</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/842394/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-12-20T13:23:34-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-12-20T13:23:34-08:00</updated>
  <title>Black Roses</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/842394/Gonzo69'&gt;Gonzo69&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Thriller/'&gt;Thriller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: M&lt;br&gt;Crime/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 844, Reviews: 7, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;This is more of a prologue then a first chapter. I was just trying to create a world to tell my story in. I would like to talk about repetition compulsion, the nature of addiction, and the impermanence of morality. There is no good or bad in this story, just a gloom of ambivalence.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Gonzo69</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/842394/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-07-10T12:53:59-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-07-10T12:53:59-08:00</updated>
  <title>Redemption Dawn</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3040594/1/Redemption-Dawn"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-07-10:story.3040594</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/842394/Gonzo69'&gt;Gonzo69&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Hurt/Comfort&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,087, Reviews: 1, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;This is the first chapter of a story I've just begun. Redemption dawn tells the tale of a man who's entire world comes crashing in around him when he losses his family in a plane crash. In an unexpected conversation with an optimistic young woman, he discovers things that allow him to see past his confusion and materialistic lifestyle.   Any recommendations are welcomed!</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Gonzo69</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/842394/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-05-30T08:59:15-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-05-30T08:59:15-08:00</updated>
  <title>My Generation</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3027339/1/My-Generation"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-05-30:story.3027339</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/842394/Gonzo69'&gt;Gonzo69&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Essay/'&gt;Essay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Parody/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 411, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Excerpt &quot;This is for the nurtured, lazy, and immobile people they are calling generation Y. For us, there is no revolt, no questioning, no protest, and no action. We live in the safe confines of the bubbles our parents created for us. Hidden from tragedy, we live our lives thinking everything is going well.&quot;</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Gonzo69</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/842394/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-05-25T01:32:06-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-05-25T01:32:06-08:00</updated>
  <title>Castles Made of Sand</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3025650/1/Castles-Made-of-Sand"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-05-25:story.3025650</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/842394/Gonzo69'&gt;Gonzo69&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Tragedy/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 9,107, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;This is a rough draft/concept. Castles Made of Sand tells the story of a young man searching for meaning in life. The main character Anthony encounters love, insanity, death and excesses of every form.</summary>
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