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2 A.M.
Today’s writing challenge hosted by The Daily Post at WordPress.com got my blog juices flowing two days earlier this week. The prompt: It’s 2AM and your phone has just buzzed you awake, filling the...
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ISN’T IT ICONIC?
“Grandfather, I have been searching for you all day,” the young Miwok said, stumbling upon the Shaman of his tribe. From a distance, the old man looked like a stone replica of himself—standing tall and...
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P-I-P * or A Poet’s Process
*POETRY-IN-PROGRESS Cursor stabs on blank white screen While “What will I write today?” loudly screams (of course-screams are LOUD, unless, they’re silent) …...
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A SIX WORD MEMOIR
I LEAPED – I SLEPT – Dang! Intercept. In response to the WordPress Weekly Writing Challenge: Reel Talk Filed under: ADVENTURES, HUMOR, LUCY and JAZZIE, WRITING CHALLENGES Tagged: author, dogs, Donna...
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WHEN SH-NIKE HAPPENS…
…things can go incredibly wrong. You could end up needing stitches and a lot of body work in the small span of a mere forty-eight hours like I did. I blame it on hormones and the copious amounts of...
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SUPER Duper short…
short story: Flying Soaring Careening Plummeting – Stomach in throat SPLAT...
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HALLOWE’EN HAUNT
T’is the eve before November first, The night vampires rise to quench their thirst. T’is the time men are shackled to walls and beds for fear the moonlight will burst their threads transforming them...
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iMAGE
4:48 p.m. A bank of billowing clouds gaze upon their blushing reflections in the cold bay below. Their bulbous figures glide silently past Mount Tam, the sleeping Miwok princess, while a tempered...
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THE SWORD IN THE LAMP
Today, the saber wielding mad scientist from my childhood dream of becoming a heroic do-gooder has been awakened from its decades long slumber in the depths of my sub-conscious mind by a lamp. Yes, a...
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THE CLASH OF TWO CHALLENGES
Liesl wielded the cumbersome wand over the ancient cauldron with the agility of a lumberjack felling a sapling. Dwarfed by the knotted rod’s size, it was obvious why the young girl’s name had been...
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BREAKING SILENCE – A Pet Peeve Comes to Light
“Just let it out Margo!” my daughter urged. She started calling me Margo at a young age, whenever yelling “Mom! Mom! Mom!” didn’t get my attention. Clearly, she thought I had been keeping silent too...
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OBJECT OF DESIRE
The night our relationship began was like any other August evening in the San Francisco Bay area. Foghorns droned. Seals arp-arped. A chill fog rolled over, under, and around the Golden Gate Bridge,...
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HELL HATH NO FURY LIKE MS. MUFFET SCORNED Nr.2
I invite you to read my submission for Susanna Leonard Hill’s March Madness Writing Contest The Challenge: Write a children’s story, in poetry or prose, maximum 400 words, that is a fractured fairy...
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ON BEING YACCARINO’D
‘Twas the first day of class, suspense flooded the room, Yet, my stomach gurgled a wee sense of doom. For I’ve been to enough workshops to know what to expect: A roller coaster of emotions, which...
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MENDOCINO MEMOIR
I seldom leave the confines of my home. Since the fever, I’ve lost all sense of time—minutes slip into hours, day turns to night, summer to autumn. Oftentimes, I’m too weak to open a window on my own....
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THE STATE OF OUR UNION, A DRESS
Who said time travel is impossible? James T. Kirk managed to do it in five episodes of STAR TREK. Marty McFly took us BACK TO THE FUTURE more than once. H. G. Well’s did it in print and Metro Goldwyn …...
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GONE FISHING
With my motivation batteries out of juice and my head entrenched in a word cloud crammed full of ideas, yet unable to reel in the one which will inspire this post, I’ve decided to go fishing. Not your...
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IT’S NOT YOUR MAMMA’S HALLOWEEN RECIPE
‘Twas All Hallows Eve, the one-hundredth in a row, When Headwitch prepared her special cookie dough. Kids craved the old crone’s gooey, ghoulish treats— Goodies that’d send them howling down streets....
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SEVEN CHICKS ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON
We’re seven savvy chicks, soon to be eight. We write on one Sunday each month Over pie, cookies, even haggis, To prompts while we sip tea and munch. Whether foul of mood or weather, we meet, Pens...
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WORDSMITH 101*
Welcome to Wordsmith 101. In much the same way as a personal trainer’s fortitude and determination sculpts slabs of sagging flesh into taught, defined muscle and the swordsmith’s attention to detail...
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