There is no denying the gulf-sized surge of irony associated with this year’s upcoming Louisiana Shrimp & Petroleum Festival. My purpose of bringing this annual celebration to your attention is to not be mean-spirited or judgmental. Rath...
Harry Potter’s tale is the classic Hero's Journey of which I never tire. Whenever I visit the story, some new detail or idea reveals itself that I had not previously absorbed. Because of my affection for Harry & Company, I have fun w...
For Your Review: Wendy the Whippet submits a snippet of her WIP.
“What did you say?” Zoë kept her composure as angry faces closed in around her. She had seen bulky, nondescript club dwellers when she and Ben entered the End of the Line...
Zoë found that markers and mileposts do not always point the way home. The landscape changed as soon as she pictured where her heart wished to go. The bucolic setting of the churchyard evaporated and was replaced by a swift moving...
It was the Silver Needle that enabled my mind to soar. Gale-force winds may have had something to do with it, too. In any event, last night's voyage; embarked upon from beneath my blankets, was difficult to file away as "Only a Dream" ...
Connie was late. Preoccupied, as usual. She had become agitated and forgetful ever since noticing there were more and more starlings getting in her way. They watched her through the kitchen window as she drank her coffee. Starlings mar...
Shawna hated sitting at a desk for nine hours a day. Of course, she got up and moved about, but she had to be mindful of her legs taking over and walking her right out the front door...before the reports were even run!
On this pa...
After Johnny's wall went up, he needed a place to bury his secrets. The once sprawling, very public garden was now impenetrable after many hours of prison-building. But Johnny felt the isolation was well worth it. His mind was put to e...
Bertha heard it all. Cow. Sow. Fattest Girl In The World. Torment and taunts were the daily diet. Spoon-fed by fear, Bertha's penpals were the last gals to cast aspersions on one of their own. Maybe it was because she was confident by n...
Flowers were dear, and the household budget tight as a drumhead. Ada believed if one were to spend money on bringing the outdoors in, petals had to be a particular shade of raspberries in cream. Anything else would be a waste of money. ...
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