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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018 WEEK #18
Our tour guide Roger decided we’d had enough fun in the town of Morgue and announced we were on the move. With my aged companion Joyce, we drove into a small bush town, and Roger informed us this was the … Continue reading
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Tagged cats, Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner, holiday, Joyce
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In Other Words, at last…
At last. At last, the wait was over. Stagnation came to an end. Once again the words could flow. The weekly challenge had returned. Normality was restored; at last, there was harmony within the universe. Written for: https://patriciasplace.me/2018/05/02/in-other-words-at-last/
Envy: Ernest Winston Jones – Part 2
The morning started off in what was now a predictable way. Vera said nothing to him as he found himself some breakfast, a few bits of toast on which he spread some candied honey. The night before they had had … Continue reading
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Tagged employment, envy, Ernest Winston-Jones, relationship
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The Doors – Twittering Tales #82 – 1 May 2018
Who’d a thought so many choices so many doors? From bubbling lava pools to tropical forests, to dancing girls and boys, to vast sandy spaces. The choice was ours, but we had one choice. The loosely moraled joyously chose the … Continue reading
Envy: Ernest Winston-Jones – Part One
Ernest was hanging by a finger over a drop that went a long way down. ‘This was it,’ he thought as rescue was out of the question. Just as he was about to let go a hand grabbed his wrist, … Continue reading
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Tagged business, employment, envy, Ernest, relationship
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Envy: Vera Winston_Jones, Part 3
Vera with tea-cake and cup of sugar in hand made her way to Mary Dowd’s front gate. As she went though the gate squeaked in protest and she wondered if the gate and the Mary she had met yesterday were … Continue reading
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Sunday Writing Prompt “-gasm” – The Coming of the ‘gasm’.
The word had spread like wildfire. The annual ‘gasm’ was coming, a momentous event in the lives of the villagers. The ‘gasm’ was something all villagers aspired to. So when the news came that it was coming there was mass … Continue reading
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Tagged community, gasm, Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, ritual, Sunday Writing Prompt
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Weekend Writing Prompt #52 – Emergence
Mrs Smithenfdd was an old lady who had it in for us kids. Her overgrown house was between mine and my mate Johnny’s. It was a dark house, the shutters closed and the front door never opened unless Mrs Smithenfdd … Continue reading
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Tagged boys, discovery, emergence, Mrs Smithenfdd, weekend writing prompt
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Envy: Mary Dowd Part 3
Since the day Ray had left, Mary had organised her life around a schedule of events she tried to stick to. It was how she coped with the loneliness his absence imposed on her. She spent her mornings tidying up … Continue reading
Time To Write: Picture Prompt 16 [Creative Writing Prompt] – When a Good Smite is the Answer.
“Why are we here?” she whispered in his ear. “The speaker is a world-famous evangelical expert on the next life. You’ll have to be quiet as he is softly spoken,” he said in reply. “I can’t hear a thing. Can … Continue reading