Category: Writing
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Exhilaration of a new love
Eyes lock across a crowded world and hers – certainly a crowded heart but she will make room for him against all of the rules “I love you” they’ll say – but not too much “I want you” they’ll write and then they get to explain what that means Does the pot of gold actually…
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(Free) pre-marital counseling at the Cathedral
They made out with boys in the Fellowship Hall after youth church while waiting for rides passed the time with a game of truth or dare this wasn’t heaven, but it did last 7 minutes. Jane pulled her very best friend Mary aside, and in a very serious tone, broached the very necessary question: “Do…
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Take me dancing before I die
She wondered briefly if the smell of roses when there were none to be found might be evidence of brain trauma Brushed it off and convinced him salsa dancing was the way to fix this focused on their connection as they glided across the dance floor. They were lithe and surreal and all the things…
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Learning baseball from an experienced player
It was off season for the home team but we parked your car in the back of the empty visitor’s practice lot began rounding the bases anyway No hot dogs for sale this winter day but a look in your eye and time on our side, you pulled me in close. I said, “Honey, let’s…
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Proposition in the backseat of a taxi
“But if I sleep with you I will fall in love with you,” she said with eyes lowered and husky voice her red lips so close to his that one false move meant they’d be in over their heads. They breathed into each other and this decided everything. “I have already fallen in love with…
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#nanowrimo book editing time
Just wanted to give a status update on my book. My book!! (I cheer a little inside every time I say that.) For those who haven’t been listening to me chat incessantly for the past month or so, I’ll recap: I wrote a book last month. Yep, a book. Yep, in a month. I participated in…
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When fire illuminates, not smoulders – what next?
She poured gasoline all over their memories after a very frank conversation in which she asked who he wanted to share his heart with and he said “I could be happy either way.” She knew he was lying and she told him as much but he was driven to take the easy route and she…
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The day her sister stole her love
Never did ice on her window Remind her so much of her lover But this morning She awoke in a dream of he With another How could her sister … It’s April outside should not be Drowning in hail showers But she is alone Has no one to hold She’ll stay under covers For just…
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I have a voice in my head.
So I decided to celebrate my National Novel Writing Month win with a nap. And that’s when I realized … my life now has a voiceover. In my head. Me, giving a running commentary of what I’m doing. As in: She pondered how to spend the rest of the afternoon. Should she go running early?…
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I am a novelist.
I wrote a book! I did it. I won! 50,000 words in 30 days? Piece of cake. Walk in the park. Easy as pie. (I say that now that it’s over …) Forgive me, for I may not write much more today … For some…