WritingANovel
- "You don't eat until you cut." "I don't cut until I eat." Their hands were still gripped. Les stared at Doug and Doug stared at Les.9:31 AM Sep 5th, 2007 from web
- "You can start right now, Mister..." "You can call me Les. And I'll start tomorrow. You can point me at my bunk and the chow."9:31 AM Sep 5th, 2007 from web
- "You won't be paid any different than anyone else. Twenty a week, your kip and feed." "That'll do for now." A handshake was exchanged.9:31 AM Sep 5th, 2007 from web
- "We don't need any god damned charity." "I ain't offering charity. But I am offering to save your job."9:30 AM Sep 5th, 2007 from web
- "You know who I am and what I do. And we both know you're five days behind." Doug's mouth said nothing, but his rising color said it all.9:30 AM Sep 5th, 2007 from web
- He went straight to the job shack and asked for a hitch. "We're all full up on sawyers," was Doug's reply. "Bullshit," was Big Lester's.9:30 AM Sep 5th, 2007 from web
- He walked into camp, hauling his ax and rucksack over one shoulder. As a sawyer, he needed no ax. But as a lumberjack, it was tradition.9:30 AM Sep 5th, 2007 from web
- They called him Big Lester and he came with a pedigree: The best god damned bucksaw man this side of the Mississippi.9:30 AM Sep 5th, 2007 from web
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- Name Andrew Mudd
- Location Everett, Washington, USA
- Web http://www.andrew...
- Bio I'm really Andrew Mudd. I'm writing a novel with Twitter. We'll see how it goes.
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