Irving Wallace's published ficlets
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How Jason worked

Jason’s death wasn’t discovered until the following Monday due to the nature of his “regimen” that everyone had now accepted….
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A cliche vignette on writer's block and identity
Another early morning staring out the window. Dawned quietly crept into the city from Long Island.
X liked early mornings. H…
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You name it
He felt dead. It wasn’t the depressed lethargic sort of dead. It was a hot and baked, fly-covered, sort of dead of a corpse l…