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Three-Minute Fiction: The Round 9 Winner Is...
November 4, 2012 After six weeks and nearly 4,000 stories, we've reached the end of Round 9 of our Three-Minute Fiction contest, where we ask listeners to come up with an original short story that can be read in about three minutes. This round's judge, novelist Brad Meltzer, has chosen the winner.
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Three-Minute Fiction: Warren G. Harding Meets A President
November 1, 2012 I'll tell you this: I had wanted this thing, really wanted it, almost the whole time I was running. I say almost, because at first I thought I couldn't win.
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Three-Minute Fiction: Harding On The Boulevard Du Montparnasse
October 28, 2012 Two years after faking his death, Warren Gamaliel Harding moved into a little bordello off the Boulevard du Montparnasse in Paris. He figured it was the last place on earth that anyone would look for a former president of the United States, even if they discovered the coffin in the Ohio tomb was full of ballast.
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Three-Minute Fiction: Speechless
October 28, 2012 It was to be her fifth State of the Union address. Under other circumstances, her history of past oratorical success would have calmed her nerves. The speech was well-written, quite possibly her best ever. But her delivery would cross a new frontier.
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Three-Minute Fiction: Great Men
October 27, 2012 He had hoped that getting close to it would steady his heart. It had been rolling like a drum all day, a relentless build with no release. Padding blindly forward, the density of the thick turf caused him to stumble slightly, but he caught himself and kept going. As if it hadn't happened.
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Three-Minute Fiction: First Night
October 27, 2012 Their first night in the White House, and he's still flossing his teeth in the bedroom. What is it with this man? She frowns to remind him. He looks straight at her, fingers in his mouth, and shrugs. Turning his back to her, he stands at the window.
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Three-Minute Fiction: The Real White House
October 27, 2012 The president ducked sharply to avoid being smacked in the face by the microphone boom. The Oval Office was not designed for the president, his aides and advisers to do business alongside a camera crew, and space was tight.
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Three-Minute Fiction: Executive Copy
October 21, 2012 "Mr. President, can you tell me who was your roommate in college your junior year?" This is the 845th question that I've been asked in today's session.
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Three-Minute Fiction: Indiana
October 20, 2012 Yesterday I passed a watermelon-red Olds 88 just like the one my grandfather drove in 1960. He was tall, white-haired and certain about things, the image of ancient to a 5-year-old.
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Three-Minute Fiction: Dead Of Night
October 20, 2012 At 2:30 a.m., the black sedan pulled up to the gate on Pennsylvania Avenue. Martin marveled how short a distance it was from the street to the threshold of world power. As he stepped from the car into the damp autumn night, he sensed a foreboding, underscored by the increased security presence.
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Three-Minute Fiction: Diane And The Politician
October 20, 2012 Diane Branson was attempting to apply lipstick despite her shaking hand. How is it, she thought, that a word of only three letters could grow into such a continent of deceit?
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Three-Minute Fiction: Balance
October 20, 2012 It wasn't easy for the donors to find the space — close to the White House there wasn't much available. But they eventually found a building that was just big enough for a track.