Category: The Magic Quill

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The Magic Quill #177: Werewolf Puppy Mills

Thanks for your patience, as this chapter took a record 3 months to pull together. My prognostication, back in September, that it was going to come out in record time, goes to show that I probably have Trelawney blood! I am fairly confident that the time-management crisis that curtailed my creative writing for a few months is now behind me (more or less), so I hope you can expect a few more Quills in 2011!

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The Magic Quill #175: The Hag Bride

by Robbie Fischer Contest winner: TWZRD Runner-up: Joe Harvey found himself in the Great Hall at Hogwarts, standing just below the dais where the head table belonged. Instead of the house tables, rows of...

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The Magic Quill #174: Surfer Mice

by Robbie Fischer Contest winner: Evensong Runner-up: Linda Carrig Merlin and Miss Pucey legged it. In their mouths the slightly medicinal, herbal tang of Turbo Gum (tiny lozenge-shaped chicle drops made to Signor Subito’s...

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The Magic Quill #172: Sadie’s Wine Flight

by Robbie Fischer Contest winner: Linda Carrig Sadie muttered something highly uncomplimentary about the ring of Count Matthias as she climbed another steep street in Lisbon. Her head was fuzzy from drinking too much...

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The Magic Quill #171: The Litter Box

by Robbie Fischer Contest winner: Evensong With an assist from Sir Read-a-Lot Merlin felt he had been walking for hours, but the scenery had not changed. They were some kind of vast tunnel, filled...

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The Magic Quill #170: The Boudoir of Doom

by Robbie Fischer Contest winner: Sir Read-a-Lot Rigel stumbled along a dark passage for what seemed like ages. Soon his arms, legs, and head were aching with sprains and bruises from unexpected overhangs, sudden...