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Wordle #162]- Cyril Rum Reveals his Asomatous.

Posted on July 3, 2017 by Michael

This week’s words: Absolute Precede Blip Cabal (n))  a small group of secret plotters, as against a government or person in authority. the plots and schemes of such a group; intrigue. a clique, as in artistic, literary, or theatrical circles.) Paper Asomatous (adj.)) … Continue reading →

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Tale Weaver #126 – Death – 29/6/17

Posted on June 29, 2017 by Michael

Google images: Labelled for re-use. It was another day, and Death looked around the nursing home. There were numerous occupants taking their next to last breath. Death was glad he didn’t have to breath it seemed like such an onerous … Continue reading →

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Wordle #157 – Souls for the Choosing.

Posted on May 29, 2017 by Michael

This week’s words: Blood Despair Woman  Seek Seclusion  Willowy (adj.) Lithe, graceful, slender) Beaten Aware Nectarine Scaffold  Wolf Mimeomia ((n.) the frustration of knowing how easily you fit into a stereotype, even if you never intended to, even if it’s unfair, … Continue reading →

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Wordle #152 – Marmalade Toast

Posted on April 24, 2017 by Michael

This week’s words: Lightly House  Petulant (adj.)) moved to or showing sudden, impatient irritation, especially over some trifling annoyance)  Liberosis ((n.) the desire to care less about things—to loosen your grip on your life, to stop glancing behind you every few steps, afraid … Continue reading →

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Tale Weaver #115: unbirthdays 13.04.17 – Cyril Rum’s Unbirthday

Posted on April 13, 2017 by Michael

This week we are asked to weave a tale about one of your unbirthdays   Cyril Rum, Angel of Heaven and on sabbatical on earth was fascinated by all things human. The concept of a birthday intrigued him because being … Continue reading →

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Sunday Strange microfiction challenge – The Angels Agnes

Posted on April 2, 2017 by Michael

Image: Ferdinand Hodler When Jimmy Smith in all his nakedness arrived in heaven the host of angels, who greeted his arrival said he could ask one question before he entered eternity. Jimmy’s question was: “Can I practice bonsai in heaven?” … Continue reading →

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Tale Weaver #107: Lost 16.02.17 – Cyril Rum is Lost

Posted on February 16, 2017 by Michael

Image: Guido Montanes Castillo via images.fineartsamerica..com Cyril Rum, an angel on sabbatical from Heaven, didn’t like Thursdays. He thought of Thursday as a lost day, and he felt that way as soon as his angelic feet hit the floor. There … Continue reading →

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Tale Weaver #103: Through a Child’s Eyes 19.01.17 – Alice and Mr Rum

Posted on January 19, 2017 by Michael

This week’s task from Lorraine: weave a tale from the perspective of a child – your inner child, or someone else’s (as always not necessarily human). Use age appropriate thought patterns, reasoning and language. Don’t impose adult rationalities (or irrationalities) … Continue reading →

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Wordle #137 “January 9th, 2016” – Angelic Queasiness.

Posted on January 9, 2017 by Michael

This week’s words: Enact  Parapraxis (a slip of the tongue or pen, forgetfulness, misplacement of objects, or other error thought to reveal unconscious wishes or attitudes.)  Scapegrace (a complete rogue or rascal; a habitually unscrupulous person; scamp.)  Meager  Spark  Day Mealy … Continue reading →

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Writing Prompt #165 “Collage 26” – Cyril Rum

Posted on June 26, 2016 by Michael

No one noticed the arrival of Cyril Rum into the old dilapidated house at the end of the street. It was one of those old places where neglect had been its most recent visitor. At that end of the street … Continue reading →

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