Tag Archives: Friday Fictioneers

Blog Life

I’m here assessing my site that’s pretty unread. I don’t do much to glean followers I’ll admit, so that’s a big part of it. I realize social-media is a must if you want mass attention. It didn’t stop me though … Continue reading

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Poetic License

I’m asked often, if everything I write is true. Let’s put it this way…imagine writing on a long strip of elastic, truth slightly stretched, to enlighten and entertain. Emily Dickinson called it, writing on slant.  I call it, accessorizing, yet … Continue reading

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An Elephant Can’t

I’m not too great at promotion whether it’s for me or another, but it seems I’ve fallen in love with an elephant. I found Brian on Friday Fictioneers lured in by his poetry…couplets so dear they put a smile on … Continue reading

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No Spring In My Step

Spring called to say she’s on her way.  She’s presently in Houston at a Saks sale. Yeah, heard that one before, you irresponsible bitch.  This cold is making me very ornery, like flypaper, attracting all that’s annoying. I’m walking up … Continue reading

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A Boy In The Band – Friday Fictioneer

Photo David Stewart greenwalledtower.wordpress.com I couldn’t help myself when I saw this picture, plus my buddy took it.  Made me think of lazy summers sprawled on blankets with a sweetheart, drinking wine out of paper cups.  Also made me want … Continue reading

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Pulled Up By The Roots – Friday Fictioneer

This is my second time writing flash fiction, brevity being a challenge for me. The photograph Rochelle kindly posts needs to speak to you, you answering on the page in 100 words or less. Doesn’t have to be Pulitzer Prize … Continue reading

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