Monthly Archives: June 2012

Blazing Houseboat – If Walls Could Talk – Fiction Friday

That was when Captain Green Sleeves began chasing the sea bird.

Around the corner the bird flapped out of the sheltered part of the docks. At the edge the bird took a turn and flapped right into the boat. The cat came directly after. The boat bounced twice, a small bounce. The cat chased the bird further onto me and for some reason the Captain leaped up onto the top edge of the mattress.

As a result of physics, the mattress toppled over onto the space heater. Continue reading

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Writerly Wednesday Welcomes Nancy Jardine

Welcome to Writerly Wednesday.  This week Nancy Jardine is our Guest. Bio Having taught 11-12 year olds for many years, Nancy Jardine finally gave up the chalk in the autumn of 2011. During the last few years she has written … Continue reading

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An Old Wooden Playhouse

The little ones had to be able to tie their shoes and write their first names in order to sit at a desk.

That sounds like the ones who couldn’t write had to stand up all day. What I meant to say is that they didn’t get admitted if their parents hadn’t taken the time to teach them their names.

The shoe tying requirement, I am sure, came from a teacher who was tired of leaning down to tie shoes all day long. Continue reading

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Writerly Wednesday Welcomes Larry Kerr

What is the most mundane, day to day, thing you can share about yourself?

I think the question is the answer. Life can be awfully mundane. While people may think the life of a writer is exciting (and it is for some), it is often routine.

If you are going to produce books, at some point you have to sit down and day after day you must crank out the words.

Some devise a routine and while we may rebel against routine at times, when it comes down to it you’ve got find some way to get it done. Continue reading

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The Round House and it’s Ghosts

He is looking for something and he can not recall what it is. It may be a feeling, that is what draws Bob here, it might be an item but unless it is holding my walls and rails together he won’t be finding it here. All the tools and cars and people have been changed. Continue reading

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My Garden in June–How Do my Flowers Grow?

My Garden in June 2012 VIEW SLIDE SHOW DOWNLOAD ALL I’m leaning into the color yellow in 2012.  The Columbines and the Blue Flax are Volunteers.  The White Nancys and whatever that thing is that will eventually make small purple … Continue reading

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Writerly Wednesday Welcomes Zvi Zaks

What do you like to read?

Science fiction which makes me think, either by introducing me to new ideas or by teaching me something new. For that matter, I like any books that make me think or teach me something new in an entertaining way. Continue reading

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Trailer House if Walls Could Talk

__ I am a trailer house, a mobile home. Not a double wide, though. I don’t know what the difference between a double wide and a modular home is because my neighbor and I were not on speaking terms. But … Continue reading

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Writerly Wednesday Welcomes James Gurley

Blurb from Ice Station Zombie:

For most of the long, cold winter, Antactica is a frozen wasteland. Now, the ice is melting and the zombies are thawing. Arctic explorers Val Marino and Elliot Anson race against time and death to reach Australia, but the Demise has preceded them and zombies stalk the streets of Adelaide and Coober Pedy. Continue reading

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If Walls Could Talk – Fiction Friday – I am Not a Shambles

There seems to be a taboo on how a slaughter house is run. The conflict begins as the animals are guided through my doors. If you really want the inside scoop, I know that many times the poor creatures are dead before the trucks pull up. Continue reading

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