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Thangbrand’s Transgression (#FridayFlash) | PJ Kaiser
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Fiction, Observations and Inspiration. Rainy Rendezvous 1: Off Course. Rainy Rendezvous 2: The Whistle. Rainy Rendezvous 3: Second Chance. Rainy Rendezvous 4: “Destination Unknown”. Rainy Rendezvous 5: “An End to the Rain”. Coffee and Cotton Candy. Birth of a Book Part 1: Story Selection and Editing. Inspired Links – May 15, 2011 →. Thangbrand’s Transgression (#FridayFlash). May 12, 2011. You can listen to this story by pressing “play” below and read along with the text that follows. This is the final st...
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Creating Shadows | A Writer's Journey into the Dark Recesses of Her Mind & Memories | Page 2
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About Magick and Chronicles. A Writer's Journey into the Dark Recesses of Her Mind and Memories. Finding My Way" and "Transformation" were written for my Life Stories class. Latest Entries ». Mdash; 1 Comment. February 9, 2012. Which book did I need? For a chain bookstore there were a surprising number of choices. I hadn’t realized there were so many different approaches. One of them had to be the right one for me, but which one? I got back to the bus a few minutes before it closed its doors. As we w...
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The Waldgeist | Creating Shadows
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About Magick and Chronicles. A Writer's Journey into the Dark Recesses of Her Mind and Memories. Finding My Way" and "Transformation" were written for my Life Stories class. Mdash; 12 Comments. December 25, 2010. For nearly a century he lived peacefully, marking time by seasonal changes and tree rings. Then they came and everything changed. When the Earth first trembled, he scurried into the hollow beneath the oldest spruce. He peeked out from between the roots with curiosity and trepidation. He held the...
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Transformation | Creating Shadows
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About Magick and Chronicles. A Writer's Journey into the Dark Recesses of Her Mind and Memories. Finding My Way" and "Transformation" were written for my Life Stories class. Mdash; 1 Comment. March 15, 2012. I strode across the lawn, a shadow cutting through the dense fog. My black cloak swirled around me, the white lining framing my black clad body in quick flashes. When her audience tried to commiserate with her by responding, I’m sorry you don’t get along with her, she replied, No, a witch, like in Ha...
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Finding My Way | Creating Shadows
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About Magick and Chronicles. A Writer's Journey into the Dark Recesses of Her Mind and Memories. Finding My Way" and "Transformation" were written for my Life Stories class. Mdash; 1 Comment. February 9, 2012. Which book did I need? For a chain bookstore there were a surprising number of choices. I hadn’t realized there were so many different approaches. One of them had to be the right one for me, but which one? I got back to the bus a few minutes before it closed its doors. As we waited for the last...
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Submit your own | Jonah said/Ben said
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Quotes from my sons, for your entertainment. Skip to primary content. Image via retrogalaxy.com. Little kids are funny. Jonah and Ben aren’t the only ones. Does a post on this site remind you of something funny your own kid said? Do you dream of your little ones appearing in Parents magazine’s “Baby Bloopers”. Or going back in time to be interviewed by Bill Cosby. Or, going way back, Art Linkletter. On that “Kids Say” show? What did your kid say? 3 thoughts on “ Submit your own. May 14, 2010 at 3:00 pm.
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Rational Thoughts | Creating Shadows
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About Magick and Chronicles. A Writer's Journey into the Dark Recesses of Her Mind and Memories. Finding My Way" and "Transformation" were written for my Life Stories class. Mdash; 11 Comments. November 19, 2010. There is nothing in the basement, laughed my father as he opened the door and urged me downstairs to retrieve his tape measure. He was wrong. There was a shadow living under the stairs. I felt its urge to grab my ankle and trip me every time I ventured down into the darkness. But I didn’t. Asked...
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The Exorcism | Creating Shadows
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About Magick and Chronicles. A Writer's Journey into the Dark Recesses of Her Mind and Memories. Finding My Way" and "Transformation" were written for my Life Stories class. Mdash; 10 Comments. November 12, 2010. Amen the two other people in the room obediently murmured. The woman with the tear stained eyes worried rosary beads through her fingers, mindlessly counting them over and over, as she prayed under her breath. Spittle flew from his mouth as he spoke. He crossed himself and her, Begone, seducer!
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Septum Elementum: Aeris [excerpt] | Creating Shadows
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About Magick and Chronicles. A Writer's Journey into the Dark Recesses of Her Mind and Memories. Finding My Way" and "Transformation" were written for my Life Stories class. Septum Elementum: Aeris [excerpt]. Mdash; 16 Comments. October 21, 2010. Hurry up, Boon. We’ll miss the bus! The long-legged woman hollered over her shoulder at the short-legged creature scurrying behind her. The cat grumbled as he tried to keep up with the human woman, Once upon a time I could beat you in a footrace. Gracie stepped ...
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Soul Hunter | Creating Shadows
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About Magick and Chronicles. A Writer's Journey into the Dark Recesses of Her Mind and Memories. Finding My Way" and "Transformation" were written for my Life Stories class. Mdash; 11 Comments. March 4, 2011. The October sky was as black as the heart of a thief, the Moon’s face hidden from sight as if in fear of what was to come. Unfortunately, my own senses weren’t honed well enough to perceive the imminent danger. In the space between heartbeats I found myself standing outside my body, looking at my ph...