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Quest

At some point there will come a time. In a moment not of your choosing. You’ll know when. It was all borrowed time anyway. On loan, never to be owned. The path will grow more narrow. The light will grow dimmer. A soul once uplifting, now heavy and held hostage. Fear is just a lack of information. Your senses seek familiarity. The smell of fresh-cut grass on a Sunday afternoon. ...Read On

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And I Left

I couldn't bring myself to ask.

The bar was too noisy and people stood shoulder to shoulder. They were all vying for a place at the bar. Music filled the air and it mingled with the laughter and drunken ramblings of its patrons.  I first spotted him as he entered the bar. His black hair was ruffled and his shoulders were hunkered in. The collar of his shabby, oversized peacoat was pulled up so high his face was...Read On

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Back to School Challenge: High School Disaster Averted

The things that are done "for your own good"

  High school is starting and I should be so excited.  I am going to high school and my expectations are over the moon.  Maybe just a little nervous ‘cause there will be so many students and teachers there I haven’t met.  I don't know if any of my friends will be in my classes. Makes me nervous to have all new people. It still feels warm, but knowing the cooler autumn weather is just...Read On

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A Special Moment

Elderly man returns to the school he left seventy three years ago seeking a lost memory

Standing at the school gate, Harry Connor cursed softly. Memory, you damned trickster. A tantalising image had shaped in the furred conduits of his ageing mind. A gem of reminiscence teasingly snatched away, evading his grasp. He had made this journey seeking to recall a special face. Now, the school’s soot-darkened bricks and stark arched windows had fleetingly evoked a significant...Read On

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Ground Zero

In dream, my skin has been charred soot-black, not all over my body, but on my arms, my legs, my penis, my chest. In dream, I only notice the burns if my eye happens to fall upon that area of skin. There is no pain. No pain, but a deep, shuddering fright when I see my blackened flesh and am reminded once more of the severe burns I carry. It was a dream the night of September 11th, 2006,...Read On

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Back to School Challenge - Viewmaster Memories

Click-kuck Back-to-school 1st grade: A 6-year-old boy sitting on a desk. His shoes made of raggedy torn canvas as most play shoes were back then. Indiana snow shin-deep walking to school. A teacher calling him to the front of the class. Everyone laughing as she removed his wet shoes and socks and rubbed his feet to get them warm. He felt so ashamed and hated her that day. Only many...Read On

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Back To School Challenge: After They'd Flown

When ‘Back to School’ becomes a thing of the past

Left, right, left, right… keep going, keep breathing. Her chest burned, rasping breaths tearing her parched throat. Still, she battled on. Left, right, left, right… Pumping dance music pounded her ears but she’d long since abandoned keeping time to the beat. Now, it was merely a distraction, a way to drown out slap of feet on the tarmac and the racing thump of her bursting heart. “Must...Read On

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How To Romance Your Magical Mercenary

I stared at the old church. The white walls and stained glass had stood the test of time. I was not happy to see the loaded parking lot. It only made the job more complicated. Add a "just married." sign on the back of the limo, and you have all the ingredients for disaster.  Not that disasters are foreign to weddings, the groom can go missing, or the bride gets cold feet, and...Read On

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Spyder

Everybody wants this invention. What is it, and why is it so dangerous?

I have become suspicious of everyone. It is not something I particularly wanted, but it has become this way. I’m an inventor, you see, and I have invented a machine that everybody wants, especially corrupt, paranoid governments and dictators. They all know about it, and all want what I’ve got. Even normal people want it, from teenagers to the elderly. It can make me rich if I knew how to...Read On

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Back To School Challenge: Tears

We never appropriately anticipate the unexpected, do we?

Tears. I never expected it. She didn’t want summer vacation to begin because she loved her teachers. She loved her classmates. She loved school. And on the last day, there were tears. But she got over it. The very next day. Over the summer, she played. She traveled. She did what children have done for decades. They enjoyed their summer vacation with friends and family, learning...Read On

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The Queen of Back Bay

A lighthearted coming-of-age action-adventure mystery set in Boston's Back Bay and the MIT Campus.

Henry Walker Wainscot stood leaning against the stone wall in the foyer of his new dorm while waiting for his mom. They were going to have lunch in the cafeteria, then explore the city. Henry had never really been to Boston, having grown up in Western Massachusetts. In cow country, he liked to think, although the three cows were more of an agricultural front for a toxic waste dump. It...Read On

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Thomas Is A Tank Engine

I was sitting at the messy play table, with some freshly made playdough. I had the kids helping me roll it out and add colour to it. I had the usual mini rolling pins and cookie cutters out that my helpers were using.  "My Nana is picking me up today," T said excitedly. "I'm going to stay at their farm." "My mummy is picking me up today," C replied. The two besties happily chatted...Read On

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NOT for Moon Challenge: Lunar Eclipsed

If Ping was an astronaut, he’d be a cheeky SOB…

Envy. Hate it. Always have. Always will. Even on a day like today. Yet, I’ve done what I’ve done to be able to do what I do, including what I’m about to. So why change now? Today’s no different. Kissing ass has always rubbed my rhubarb the wrong way, but I’m no joker. To billions, I’m a hero. To my CO, I’m a living stain on the tighty-whities of life. But that’s alright. It’s all...Read On

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Divine Descent Ch 2

I will know peace once I can blur the lines of the chapters in my life

  Dia From under the illuminating halo of the street light, Dia lounged upon the top of a rather sleek matte black Camaro Zl1. Eyes closed with her face tilted towards the sky, she used this moment to peace to her advantage. The stillness of night made it easy to imagine being separate from existence, just someone looking through a window into reality. The rest of the world doesn't matter...Read On

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Take time to be

Listen to the silence You will hear volume  Watch a storm Become part of it The rain has a message The wind a song Listen with your mind Feel with your heart Let it touch your soul Become one Look and see Take time to be Grow...Read On

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Desolation

They must be what they can be.

 

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Moon Challenge - The Prince

There was no grand design. No all-powerful paranormal being calculating the “ifs” and “buts” of existence with pie charts and ledgers and a magic wand. It was through the destiny of random chaos and chance and proximity that the universe began sorting itself nearly fourteen billion years ago. Like marbles rattling around in a shoebox, meteors and comets alike began a relentless assault...Read On

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The Secret Life Of Mrs Faulkner - Chapter Three

Lonely: With his good hand, Tom raised his glass and drank deeply. Blergh! He thought, making a face. Raspberry Vodka. It was all they had. All he could find in the house, all the other drinks and alcohol being wasted on the mourners at Cheryl's wake.  He'd found the raspberry vodka in Sue's room, stashed under her bed. He didn't know what had possessed him to check there, but a thought...Read On

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Escape to the West

“Hey!” a man’s voice shouting. “What are you doing there?”

Erika Hoffmann was afraid as she walked through the dark, rain-soaked streets of Eisenach, a small town just inside the border of East Germany. She should not have been out at this hour, ninety minutes after the curfew of ten o’clock which had been imposed in January. The Soviet rulers had been worried about people attempting to escape to the west and if she was caught by the Stasi who...Read On

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The Arbor's Gate

The night had hung a full moon over the arbor's gate as the shadows migrate beneath trellises of wild roses  and I saw an angel in my dreams as granny sang me lullabies as her tears flowed over empty teacups and her cuddle-ups  the night grandpa didn't come home but an angel danced in soft shoes  in a plate of grits and red-eye gravy as night hung a full moon over the arbor's gate...Read On

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Is This Depressing

Is it time yet... is it time

 

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Jesus Loves Me

Song my granny sang to me Jesus loves me! This I know Now I can't understand the words I hear on the radio Peanuts cost a nickel And a tickle made me laugh Now on TV people are shot in streets But! What happened to the rabbit ears? Elvis was king and Hank was Hank But who in the hell is P. Diddy Or Snoop Dog? My dog was named Jim People can't afford to eat But they can get tattoos And...Read On

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The Tumultuous Tale of a Tormented Terrier

This is a more or less true account of what happened that day.

The Tumultuous Tale of the Tormented Terrier Well, let me tell you, it was like this. Once upon a time, our humble hovel was being run by the daughter-unit’s pet, a small, cute, cuddly and constantly yapping Yorkshire Terrier that answered to the name, Puh-Pet, but only if she happened to be in the mood. She loved nothing better than people-food treats and patroling the backyard. Since it...Read On

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A Public Appearance.

This is a true story.

I had finally accepted the fact that I was never going to break into the broadcasting industry on a full-time level. I lacked a college background and had no desire to spend a couple of thousand dollars and attend a school for broadcasting. I still got plenty of work providing my wide range of voices for commercials and as a result, I became known to many program directors and station...Read On

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Finding Life and Losing Faith

I can no longer view life the same way as before.

As we sat down sipping our tea from our teacup around the dining table, the sister superior welcomed and thanked us for volunteering to help them. The three of us were handed the guidelines, explaining to us the work we could help out with. I went through the list quickly, as the sister of the Missionary of Charity continued to explain to us the things we could help out with. After...Read On

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The Interview

This is a true story.

I can't recall the year but I was out of work just as the Summer was beginning. Back before the internet, job seekers were forced to peruse the morning and evening paper. I happened to come across an ad for a day camp counsellor and called the number. A very nice lady answered and I was asked to come in for an interview. I raced across town and was soon sitting opposite a very attractive...Read On

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The Long Road Home Chapter 9

“I have seen the letters after the address but I have not seen 'H'. Do you know what it denotes?"

Rome. November 03 rd , 1943   The revelation that Staff Sergeant Lawrence T. Bowman was Jewish was a shock to Katarina. To her, it mattered not a bit but, for some reason, she had never really thought about the religion of anyone outside of her own world. Americans, English, all those whom Germany was fighting were just people but, suddenly, this young man was in mortal danger....Read On

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The Two O'Clock

“Stay your hand, kind sir, I implore you! I am your 2:00 o’clock client.

Professor Bartholomew Hartfeld sat in a tall leather-backed chair behind a dark mahogany desk. He looked irritably at the clock on the wall opposite his desk. His 2:00 pm was late. He flicked the button on the intercom. “Has my two o’clock called to say he’d be late?” Professor Hartfeld asked. “No, sir,” Marta answered. “Please let me know the moment he arrives,” the professor requested,...Read On

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Leap Of Faith

It didn’t look this high from below. “That’s it, take it nice and steady.” Nodding at the instructor, I lean back, gripping the rope tightly, and ease it through the cleat. My feet slip on the wet rock as I struggle to find purchase, heart hammering fit to burst. Below, Anika waves, the movement caught in my peripheral vision while I’m staring straight ahead. How did she talk me into this?...Read On

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Puppy Dog Tongue

At dusk twilight and the sun crowns over the horizon of yesterday's song. I will remember the days of September when granny served blackeye peas and cornbread. Prayers were said and my puppy dog slurped with a puppy dog tongue. Vic Damone gave granny the vapors and Jim Nabors was on TV. Constipation was in, the chits were out at the old ball game. Cracker Jacks had a prize. Grandpa worked...Read On