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 | HAIKU FOR WINTER WREN | flowing pencil | Poetry | Poetry | 7 | 0.15 | Apr 20, 2013 |
Summary:After the last couple of dark days for so many I woke up this morning the a sweet gentle song. Winter wren outside bedroom window.. unaware of what was but offering morning song..
It reminded me of hope.. another day..
Any and all comments welcome and know, it is just a heartfelt note to all.. reviews are not necessary PLUS IT MIGHT not be so good...Chapters: |
| HONESTY | PJ-MACK | Short Story | Memoir | 1 | 0.00 | Feb 6, 2013 |
Summary:True storyChapters: |
| A Tough Man--- Revised/clarified | workquick | Short Story | Action and Adventure | 3 | 1.18 | Jul 28, 2012 |
Summary:This short story is planted in the Haven series of novels I have published here. I hope you enjoy reading it.
The story is published with Amazon and is doing fairly well. I would like to polish it a bit more and would definitely appreciate any punctuation nits.
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| A POEM FOR SYLVIE | flowing pencil | Poetry | Poetry | 10 | 0.61 | Jun 26, 2011 |
Summary:SECOND of five pieces written for children. This one has my four year old granddaughter in mind. Her name is Sylvia. She was very ill last few days and ended up in hospital. She is home now and her mama got to read this to her last night before she went to sleep.
While it may read better presented differently, I have to use my own style and voice lest it not be their grandmother. Make any sense? Surely could be more technically correct but that could spoil it. Maybe not!Chapters: |
| Language Of Music | flowing pencil | Poetry | Poetry | 16 | 0.55 | May 25, 2011 |
Summary:My new husband and I love totally different music. He is a bass player of Jazz.. while I can enjoy it... he doesn't really embrace my simple need for 'gut reaction to music.'
Music has been my escape through abuse and sorrow. I live within music. He lives within correctness of music I think.
These are simply raw emotions I expressed after we both listened to some music. He wasn't stirred by mine and I was left wanting by his.
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| WITCHY MUSE | flowing pencil | Poetry | Poetry | 15 | 0.45 | Mar 9, 2011 |
Summary:MY MUSE is not amusing! Amusement has left the building.. She took my ink and wit and went to Los Vegas! She is a devil!
She deserves to have to eat my chilli! Make out with the neighbor's hound dog Ernie! Iron! Learn the meaning of the word tragedasicitism! Also how to spell it!
I am in Flo-ville. A small town in the state of Insanity.
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| Death in the Forest | pannastra | Short Story | Flash Fiction | 7 | 0.31 | May 17, 2010 |
Summary:My writing penchant is humour, so this one is unusual for me, but had to be written. Whether I should have posted it on tNBW is another matter.
I find the saturation promotional advertising of up-coming tv programs to be extremely irritating. One in particular that was doing the rounds really p'd me off. As I lay in bed one night trying to sleep I got quite incensed. I could not sleep until I had grabbed my laptop computer and wrote down what was bounding around inside my skull.
This is the result.Chapters: |
