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#FF — Choose

Choose She bought the old manual typewriter on a whim. It seemed to call to her that day in the antique shoppe. Robert was in bed snoring when she set it up in the study. Sipping Merlot, wondering what to type, she needn't have; as the moment her fingertips rested on asdfjkl; they typed of… Continue reading #FF — Choose

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #127

“There's an opposite to déjà vu. They call it jamais vu. It's when you meet the same people or visit places, again and again, but each time is the first. Everybody is always a stranger. Nothing is ever familiar.” ― Chuck Palahniuk, Choke   When love has ended Each night's dreamed beginning is blessed deja… Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #127

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#FF — Viral Apocalypse

Social Distancing Police (SDP) had their ways of finding us: cell signals; surveillance cams and drones; infrared heat signals. The Elites funded the SDP. Survivors were hunted as if lives depended on it – which they did. Some of us Mutts carried immunity – discerned through (fatal) brain collection and biopsy analysis. The right brains… Continue reading #FF — Viral Apocalypse

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Solar Sailor

Author and blogging friend, Cage Dunn, posted yesterday about a writing class that has been posted on youtube and included a link.  (Thank you, Cage!) I watched the lecture on writing a short story last night and today and followed along with the assignments.  What follows is a story I wrote from the assignments.  The… Continue reading Solar Sailor

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What do you see? 21 — God’s Gift

He was a man some would call an airhead. His thoughts were either in the clouds or he was being distracted from what, or whomever, he was trying to focus on. He was frustrated by never seeing his stream of consciousness reach the delta to the ocean. He'd tried meditation, medication, and was now in… Continue reading What do you see? 21 — God’s Gift

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dVerse — prosery — Love’s End

I don’t know why I was surprised every time love started or ended. My first – age eighteen and doe-eyed for Billy who lived one farm over. We planned marriage after graduation, but in the fall of our senior year, Fay took him from me. Next – Mr. Murrow, boss at the department store when… Continue reading dVerse — prosery — Love’s End

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#FFFC 57 — Recurring…

Every night it is the same dream. It starts with my standing in front of a 3-story brick home at dusk. I look up to the window to the right of the entryway and see a soft yellow glow getting brighter, until I see a figure at the window holding a shiny metal candle holder… Continue reading #FFFC 57 — Recurring…

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#MM Saturday Mix — Coronavirus: king of the zoo

The classroom is a zoo. We're caged within its reach. Worldwide it spreads its goo. The classroom is a zoo. It threatens me and you. Grim lesson does it teach. The classroom is a zoo. We're caged within its reach.   My offering today is a triolet form poem. Sarah is the host of Mindlovemisery's… Continue reading #MM Saturday Mix — Coronavirus: king of the zoo

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Thursday Inspiration 47 — The Games People Play

Kiki was not the gambling type, which makes it ironic that she met Will at the casino. Kiki's parents were gambling addicts. Instead of thinking of a birthday gift Kiki would like based on who she was, her parents gifted her a day at the casino with them and handed her a $100 dollar bill… Continue reading Thursday Inspiration 47 — The Games People Play

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#FF — Hacienda del Sol

Mitch and Rachel found the perfect assisted living center. “Mother will love it. Two bedrooms, one for her computer and books; washer-dryer in-unit; she can bring both cats...” “And the beautiful grounds! Acres of paved paths, lined with roses – it even has a plaza with a fountain!” They moved me in and sold my… Continue reading #FF — Hacienda del Sol