This is a hauntingly emotional short fiction story, and then go to the video at the end of the story – just beautiful. Stunning!
Short story writers will love this article. It is filled with very useful information, and all the dos and don’ts as well. I took notes!
by Richard Risemberg
After a long, dry spell, I suddenly began placing stories in small-press magazines this year, even some that paid in cash! Since last winter, I have “sold” – sometimes for pay, sometimes compensated only in honor – I have sold six stories to five magazines.
It all started by accident, but the sort of accident that fate contrives when you help it along.
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Jaye Marie’s author interview with Colleen Chesebro is a delight to read, and many of us can relate to characters who steal our story and write it themselves.
Hello everyone! This week I’m thrilled to bring you author, Jaye Marie, of the famous blogging duo of Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie. I asked Jaye to pick three or four questions from my huge list HERE. We all aspire to be successful authors and the best way to learn some of the tricks of the trade is to ask questions.
First, please meet my guest, Jaye Marie.
My name is Jaye Marie, and for a long time now I have been half of a writing partnership with my sister-in-law Anita Dawes, who has published several books.
In the past, I have written short stories and poetry, but reading has always been my favourite pastime.The thought of writing my own book always appealed to me, I just never seemed to get around to it. Life has a habit of getting in the way, doesn’t it?
Then, last summer, I…
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This beautiful poem by D. Wallace Peach, I believe, is very representative of our latent views as writers, as we view the glaring changes surrounding us, that are not good for humanity, faith, and our way of life. Comments are greatly appreciated. Thank you.
For all the destruction
The stains of ruin
Watermarks where rain
Rots through faith
For all the desecration of children
Corruption, extinction, and floating garbage
The bombs and bones and torn and aching flesh
For all the wretched jabber of apathy, short memories
Spittle of hatred, tears of living tragedies
Void of tomorrows
In the shy dreams of the heart
A spark of yearning
In response to The Daily Echo’s Thursday #Writephotoprompt. Photo and prompt by Sue Vincent.
Reblogging this critically important and timely post regarding boys bullying Native Americans. Thank you, Professor French for posting.
I did not think, that at my age, I would be as shocked or frightened by a news story as I have been recently. Certainly the United States of America has become more coarse and more vulgar over the last few years. Following the pattern of the President, who regularly uses insults to degrade his opponents, many Americans seem to be following his lead.
Worse recently was the incident in which high school boys from a Catholic school, some wearing MAGA hats, confronted and insulted Mr. Nathan Phillips, a Native American of the Omaha Nation and a Vietnam War veteran while he was participating in the Indigenous Peoples’ March. In the video that has gone viral, the boys can be seen confronting and attempting to intimidate Mr. Phillips.
While watching the video, I got chills, not only for the shear ugliness of the racism and bullying behavior but also because…
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Family stories are so rich in history and life ways and Linda’s story is no exception, as Linda and I have similar stories to share. Thank you to Sally for posting this great look into family life at a time when large families had to make do with less, but managed quite well with ingenuity and perseverance. Karen 🙂
It is time to catch up with Linda Bethea and her extended family…and this week her well-meaning Grandma and her sometimes unwelcome gifts.
Grandma and the Coat from Hell by Linda Bethea.
Since there were five kids in our family, Grandma did her best to help out when she could.
Sometimes I still hate her for it. Once she went to the Goodwill Store and bought me the ugliest coat in the world. I didn’t have a problem with Goodwill. It was ugly that bothered me. It was a knee-length brown hounds-tooth wool dress coat of the style not seen since movies from the 1940’s, trimmed with brown velvet cuffs and collar and huge brown buttons with big rhinestones in the middle. I had hoped for a parka with fake-fur collar like the high society girls in my class. I turned to Mother, hoping for salvation. Mother was ecstatic, probably…
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This is an eye opening post by D. G. Kaye from http://sistersofthefey.com blog site! D. G.’s post reveals why people come and go in our lives and why some stay forever in our lives. Understanding why this happens is key to understanding who we are, what lessons we have learned and what still needs to be learned to become our best selves.
This is the kind of writing I love that has magic, romance, ghosts, and mystery.
I’ve always known I would travel here, to the heathered moors and verdant hills, to wander narrow roadways past stone cottages with views of the cold northern sea. Perhaps it was the Brontes or Hardy who first entranced me with the raw emotion that seems embedded in the very soil, that sweeps through castle ruins and keens across ancient cairns and holy places.
I couldn’t quite put my finger on the pulse of my yearning. But after my accident, I chose to wait no more.
The stone chapel was once part of a larger manor. It’s a quaint place of colored glass and worn reliefs, of strange carvings above its arched doorway. But also a place of layered faiths and archaic mysteries, imbued with ghosts of the past like a spiritual lodestone. I can no more ignore it than deny my heart to beat.
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Colleen is a wonderful poet and writer of fairy tales and other works.
Lovely to be back in the swing of responding to Colleen’s Tuesday Poetry Challenge 118 with the synonyms this week of ‘Begin’ and ‘Fresh’
I have selected ‘Initiate’ and ‘crisp’ for my etheree… I hope you enjoy.
My thanks to Colleen for her weekly inspiration… I do hope you will head over and participate and there are new submission guidelines to follow, and now your poem will be read directly in Colleen’s recap post on Mondays.
Head over and become involved: https://colleenchesebro.com/2019/01/08/colleens-2019-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-118-begin-fresh-synonymsonly/
This post is a must read and add your favorite quote from a book you have read…or several much loved quotes from books.
I was thinking recently of a variety of aspects of books that I love, including plot, theme, and character. As I was considering these elements, I realized that some books have extraordinary sentences. These lines might not encapsulate the entirety of those books, but they are beautiful and powerful.
I will offer two such quotations:
The first is the closing sentence from Charles Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities, one of the most important novels ever written:
“It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known” (307).
The second offering is from A Soldier Of The Great War by Mark Helprin. This novel is, in my not too modest opinion, one of the absolute best novels ever written. With this book, Helprin takes his place among the…
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