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friday fictioneers: barbara cartland
With heart pounding, Annalise watched for the dock where handsome Schuyler would be waiting. ...
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friday fictioneers: a man for the ages
A man the likes of which we'd not seen in a long time sat behind those walls. ...
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friday fictioneers: seeing is believing…or is it?
I was 7 when I learned Uncle Noah's secret.
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friday fictioneers: first love…forever love
A tiny hand tucked securely into a larger one.
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friday fictioneers: moral dilemma
"I've heard of foreclosures, but this is going a bit far, don't you think?" I asked my banker.
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friday fictioneers: no happily-ever-after
As a toddler I loved burrowing into the freshly laundered clothes in the large crates.
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friday fictioneers: cinderella’s glass slipper
As I was growing up, our small, $26 a month rental was jam-packed with mis-matched, second-hand furnishings. ...
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friday fictioneers: history rewritten…
For her I'd give up everything. If i could magically wish my reality away, I would. ...
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friday fictioneers: catching jimmy
I love playing tag with the boys on the playground. I can outrun most of them. I like catching Jimmy. He’s cute. I’ve got a crush on him. I think he likes me, but I’m not sure. He seems to like the...
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write on edge: it takes two to make an accident
Contrary to what F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote “It takes two to make an accident,” my daughter and her car were fully equipped to make the unfortunate happen without anyone else lifting a hand, or in this...
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friday fictioneers: “lions and tigers and bears…oh my!”
Busing from the airport in Calgary to Banff in the Canadian Rockies, I kept watching for wild animals...
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Hopes, dreams and byways
Originally posted on Figments of a DuTchess:~ Plans and so many dreams I have for you, sweetheart your road is paved with solid bricks in graceful patters quick, but with imagination relaxed, yet with...
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friday fictioneers:…trespassers, beware!
Madame Pele is said to make Kilauea Iki her home. So when you walk this terrain, ...
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Nurturing Thursday 35
Originally posted on Tao of Scrumble:The ‘artwork’ in the picture above isn’t ‘perfect’. It isn’t meant to be, that’s the point. This is a page from my first Art Journal, recently started in an old...
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friday fictioneers: “oh what a tangled web we weave…”
Life has become a tangled mess of lamenting. ...
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friday fictioneers: living la vida loca…
Once upon a time not so long ago, two strangers met online. A date soon followed. As if to bless the occasion the night skies rained down streams of fireworks in celebration of Mardi Gras. Moira...
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friday fictioneers: pretty, pretty princess…
He was a corporate guy in a suit and tie. ...
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friday fictioneers: …of butterflies and innocents…
It felt like my insides were oozing out through all my pores. ...
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friday fictioneers: running from ourselves…
With environmental catastrophes occurring the world over, ...
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friday fictioneers: purgatory…enroute to heaven
“House…I know what you’re going through.” Remodeling is no fun. Not the kind you go through to get things spiffied up around one’s castle, or the kind you go through to keep things working inside your...
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friday fictioneers: finding the hidden value…
“Now that we’ve taken the walls down to the studs, remind me…what are we looking for?” “Great grandad’s last will and testament, stupid!” “And why would it be hidden in the walls?” “Because he was...
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Malcolm, Mildred, Jason and Joy
Originally posted on me.you.coffee:Malcolm and Mildred had lived here for years. At first just a house, they’d eventually made it their home. Mildred was pregnant, and if history (and the size of her...
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friday fictioneers: the devil incarnate…
It was devastating to see her sitting there, on the edge of her bed, scissors in hand, cutting her dress into shreds. Thin, wiry strands of hair fell carelessly across her face. Eyes swollen and puffy,...
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friday fictioneers: an eye for an eye…
So it began, the subjugation of humankind to earth’s other species. “About time, don’t you think?” exclaimed the ivy to the flowers clinging to its twiggy branches. “I’ve been waiting for this day...
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friday fictioneers: dribble and drool
“Delicious! Best I’ve ever tasted.” proclaimed my host, the Emperor of Japan. I almost puked just looking at those frothy, deep-fried, tempura caterpillars and their egg sacks. Yet the media would have...
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friday fictioneers: one artist’s rendering…
Remodeling spaces is a form of art. Could it be that Picasso dabbled in fixer-uppers before painting anatomically grotesque women? An artist begins with a blank canvas. So it is when I behold the...
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