In the six years I spent tracking David Addley, it never occurred to me that he didn’t exist. As I stared uncomprehendingly at the paper received in the morning mail my hands fisted their way one by one through my already sweaty hair. I could almost feel the colour draining out of my face as […]
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This is it! Last day! Instead of panic like I’ve had in the last few years, today’s nanotoons is of quiet resolve. You can do it!
Book publishing is more of a marathon than a sprint. The publishing world often moves slowly and deliberately to produce excellent product and launch them into the marketplace. This deliberate pace slows even more during November and December of each year. As we go through the holiday season of Thanksgiving then Christmas and New […]
Okay, I’m gonna come clean. Reddit totally baffles me! For something so foreign it ranks as 11th most visited website! How can that be? I don’t get it nor do I understand how to use this venue. Now I’ve tried, believe me. But Reddit is a daunting website. The crowd that visits is very different […]
Because some hours might pass before food or questions again, I have taken to napping in the afternoon, while studying the brilliant white shaft of light that pours through the narrow recess overhead. Of clockwork regularity, it is a beautiful, deathless thing – the sort of incandescence one sees in very old books, generally for…
If my eyes held all the stars, I would close these eyes forever, Keep them safe, just for myself. * If every dust mote inked it’s story on me, I would don a midnight blue gown, Keep them chained, just for myself. * If time ever knocked on my door, I would, with eyes still […]
The leaves of the trees Slowly falling one by one Fresh air swaying them
Photo credit: gax8627 via Foter.com / CC BY All I Want To Do Is Make Love To You It was almost 9:00pm and throngs of people whizzed past the café near Central Park where he had asked me to meet him. I blamed this crazy city for taking such a chance. What was I doing […]
via “All I Want To Do Is Make Love To You” – #fiction #nanowrimo #music — Simply Marquessa
Agnes lay awake staring at the roof of the tent. She gave Archie a nudge. ‘What now?’ he grumbled. ‘Don’t you hear that?’ ‘I didn’t hear anything.’ Archie rolled over. ‘This wasn’t what I had in mind when you said you had a surprise planned.’ A strange howl sounded in the distance. ‘Was that a […]
