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Topic: Let's Count
Posted: 25 Aug 2019 17:18


Topic: Today's Thought or Message
Posted: 25 Aug 2019 09:15


Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 25 Aug 2019 06:56

The fresh pot of coffee is brewed. We can get some water boiling quickly.

I've got my first cuppa java for the day. Thinking about what a thrill it was going to my local community theatre last night.

We have an annual celebration to thank all of the volunteers that make our kind of theater possible. Counting those on stage but just as importantly the ones doing the work that gets the play or show on the stage for the audience to see.

My wife volunteers and mostly works in the costume department. She is a stitcher but does an inventory of the shop when necessary. Along with that she works taking tickets for the shows and will often usher, too. Last night she was called up on stage to receive her award for 500 hours of volunteerism.

My offering was a lot less. This past year I only worked in one staged reading for a few hours of rehearsal and performance.

It's really time to get some writing started. <img src="/images/emoticons/icon_flower.gif" alt="flower">

Topic: Let's Count
Posted: 25 Aug 2019 06:40


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Topic: Let's Count
Posted: 24 Aug 2019 15:13


Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 24 Aug 2019 06:53

Good day. Found another spammer this morning. I expect it will be deleted later on today.

Coffee is ready. Starting with my first cup with the pup laying against my thigh.

Cheers, all. <img src="/images/emoticons/icon_flower.gif" alt="flower">

Topic: Let's Count
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Is This Depressing

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Added 16 Aug 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 140 | 8 Comments

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Added 06 Aug 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 167 | 8 Comments

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Added 30 Jul 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 261 | 9 Comments

More Grandly Than We Knew

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Added 23 Jul 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 166 | 7 Comments

We Shall Have No Fear

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Added 26 Jun 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 231 | 8 Comments

Remembrance of Things to Come

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Added 05 Jun 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 268 | 6 Comments

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Added 03 Jun 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 352 | 10 Comments

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Added 18 May 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 326 | 9 Comments

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Added 13 May 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 220 | 6 Comments

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Added 28 Apr 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 338 | 12 Comments

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The Wall

My closed fists keep banging on the wall. My lungs hurt so much from losing air. It's becoming hard to breathe. I never stop pounding even as I can see blood flow out from my bruised hands. My mind is in a panic and the fear starts to creep up through my whole body because I don't know how to swim and the wall is giving me no respite so I can get my breath. I have begun to feel weak...

Added 04 Feb 2019 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 993 | 6 Comments


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Added 16 Jun 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 974 | 8 Comments

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Added 15 Sep 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 298 | 5 Comments

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Tastes Bitter, Tastes Sweet
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Meet a new poet in this edition. Find various forms of poetry, including sonnets, haikus, traditional verse, blank verse and abecedarian. You will discover love poems, poetry about life and death, and...

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A collection of diverse short fiction. It includes micro fiction, flash fiction, mysteries, science fiction, and general fiction. The author has spent his life around computers and is now using his personal computer to create varied styles of fiction for the reading public's...

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