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Daily Prompt: Intense

Intense is the red wine stain on my new carpet. Intense is the emotions that riddle my waking mind & spirit. Intense is the last few years of my life, the emotions they have conjured and the state of mind that now finds me slightly adrift. Intense was the hangover that is a product of […]

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Honouring the Mud Duck with a Roast

When my sister and I were growing up, every few years we’d go down and visit our Dad’s family – Grandma & GrandpaN, CousinC & UncleN, and AuntJ, supported by a whole cast of other characters and cousins. It was quite the experience to journey down into the heart of the Old South. There is a […]

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On Prompts & Writing

As a new writer who’s now working full-time, if not for the Daily Prompt this space would be a ghost town. I’ve found it difficult lately to find something worthy of blogging about. Then, if I have something to post, finding the peace and quiet to actually write it can be a challenge. Whether via […]

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In the Misty Morning Light

My days have shifted, and I’m currently working afternoons. I’m a morning person, therefore I find myself restless; to the benefit of Irish who gets her walk in the morning instead of the evening. Yesterday my world was covered in a mist of fog, creating a soft morning light. Irish and I hadn’t been out […]

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The Pub Shaman

This is a story I have wanted to tell, but I’ve never known quite how. There is an element to it that makes me, pause. I keep coming back to something one of my favourite authors, Charles Delint, talks a lot in his books about their being a collective sense of what we’ve chosen to […]

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In case there was ANY doubt

Yes, indeed, cute as the wee frackers are, I do not particularly care for Guinea Pigs. It’s not their fault they don’t sell Guinea Pig food in corner stores. However, I quite awhile ago decided that any animal that requires nourishment not easily bought at a corner store, if in a pinch, is just not […]

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