I received the form rejection email for the story I submitted to Write Michigan today. It was folly to think that the first story I ever sent in anywhere had a snowball’s chance in hell, but it was still disappointing. What took courage for me was to go to the website and look at the…
Author: Lisa or Li
#MM Music Challenge — She belongs to the night
“The sun goes down the night rolls in You can feel it starting all over again The moon comes up and the music calls” –from Glenn Frey’s, “You Belong to the City” She tries not to think about how long ago it was. That night when everything changed. If only she hadn’t fallen asleep on…
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #117 — Was that really me? and dVerse soliloquy
Truth or just a dream? Passing in the night Was that really me? Things not as they seem Shifts twixt mad and fright Truth or just a dream? Altruism; schemed Followed dark and light Was that really me? Chaos taffy sweet Peace a drifting kite Truth or just a dream? Trust and love don’t meet…
Thursday Inspiration 38 — Candy-Colored Clown
In an alternate universe clowns are like sunshine — everyone loves them. All of those fabulous colors, bulbous nose, wild hair, and big shoes. There has to be a fall guy in every circus; a star in every sky. As she spins she sings to the calliope music in her head. Twirling kaleidoscope in cracked…
Visualizing The Beatles – Part 2
“Visualizing The Beatles: A Complete Graphic History of the World’s Favorite Band,” is written/designed by the duo of John Pring and Rob Thomas; copyright is 2018. I’m covering page 51-150 today. Visually-oriented individuals like myself will find it compelling. These 100 pages have welcomed the pattern but still are throwing new things in along the…
What do you see? #11 — Jill and the Beanstalk
It took Princess Jill years on her quest to find a crone who had magic beans that could grow a stalk up to the predatory giant ogre’s, Hairy Vineswine’s, castle in the sky. She was going to go home to her kingdom for a farewell visit before planting the beans, but time was a-wasting. The…
#FF — Oasis
PHOTO PROMPT © C.E. Ayr Oasis Each morning she slathered on a pharmaceutical witches brew and stepped into The Salton Sea. Most Bombay Beach RV dwellers scuttled to their metal pods in the heat. Attenuated to the stench and light as lithium, she floated with the gulls, cushioned by tilapia springs. She could see Salvation…
