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We are from a family where the girls cannot be loved. Not that there’s anything wrong with us. We’re not ugly. Sure, we’re not the skinniest, prettiest girls, but we’ve seen guys with girls much worse looking and worse tempered than us. 367 more words


Sour Cherry Words

My writing has a life of its own/It tells me who I am/it gives me my identity.

I use words given to me from/the dark space behind some revolving door. 98 more words


Your first day of High School can be a terrifying thing even in the best of circumstances, and by the laws that govern the halls I was the tall geek with thick rimmed glasses. 171 more words


Zombies for Trade: It's All About Money (Excerpt from Dead Assets)

As the older man went over his inventory and prices, I perused the room. I looked at the writhing, sometimes naked bodies in various states of decay. 991 more words

Book Excerpt

Friday Fictioneers: from boney fingers to chopsticks

It’s time again for Friday Fictioneers which is brought to you each week by Rochelle at Addicted to Purple.

A special thank you to… 193 more words

Writing Prompts

Extreme Writing Challenge #50: "Traffic Jam"

Guess what?  (And despite what my husband says, the answer is NOT “chicken butt.”)  But really, GUESS WHAT.  It’s my:

When I started this blog, I wouldn’t have imagined I could possibly keep this up for 50 stories.  446 more words

20 Phrase Challenge-Phrase 3

Phrase 3: He who laughs last thinks slowest.

Laughter is the first to erupt from her lips. The others follow within seconds like a chorus of hyenas. 102 more words

Creative Writing