poetry, Short Fiction, short story, TTOT

Ten Things of Thankful – May 3

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I looked for images in a sidewalk crack photo and this is what I ended up with. Since then, I have taken more photos of sidewalk cracks to create more pictures.

It’s that time again to express Ten Things of Thankful!

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1. TAF Write Now Conference https://tafnc.com/ was last Saturday. It was an awesome conference. Highlights were: a class on documentary poetry with Jaki Shelton-Green  Jean Claude Bemis  Joe Finder  and Erika Hoffman  I learned a great amount and left with enthusiasm.

2. I finished out National Poetry Month, writing a poem a day. Here is my post about that: I Am Possible

3. I am on Page 31 of this book as a contributing writer:

4. Yesterday, a fellow poet and friend and I went on an art day at the NCMA. It was such fun to go out and take in the wonderful works of art. Here’s their website: NCMA I particularly liked the Wim Botha collection. That sculpture appears to be made of carved books.

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5. I have time (a break) to create art and write. The picture for this blog post is one thing I made using images I saw in sidewalk cracks. This is part of a video class called Sketchbook Revival

6. Six Sentence Story is still going strong. Here’s this weeks post Say I Do

7. New poetry forms. I mentioned sestina before and I am working on one which is very challenging and LOVING it! You won’t see it on my blog as it is going in my book. Maybe a sneak peek, maybe…

8. I am now officially working on my second book of poetry and adding short story pieces. There was a target date, but I decided to leave it open. There is another writing project I’m working on and it’s caused me to slow my roll, in a good kind of way. It involves zombies and other characters and wouldn’t you just love to know…

9. My son, from another mother, is going to Spain with his beloved wife and my sometimes partner in crime. I am so happy for them and interested in hearing all about their trip. They are hiking there, well, not TO there, but while there. My younger self would have been all up in that activity! My older self says ouch!

10. It’s so beautiful outside!! Even with the achoos, it is so spirity out there! It’s like the spring fairies have danced around and blessed my days. OKAY… well, you get the picture…
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10.1 Samesies on the weight this week, but that’s AOK because it’s normal to have a hiccup when you lose weight. So, hiccup n then back to dropping it like it’s hot.

10.2 Remember that secret project I spoke of last week? Stay tuned!

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Have a beautiful week!!

poetry, Short Fiction, short story

Say I Do

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Say I Do

She gazed into his hazel eyes and sighed.

Tenderly grazing his face with her finger she closed her eyes.

Asking for silence, she memorized every feature.

Beating as one, their hearts united.

Leaping for joy, they jumped hand in hand.

Ever more to be as one, they made the leap for love.

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That is my Six Sentence Story – I tried another acrostic. Join us HERE with your own, why don’tcha?

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD:  STABLE

Short Fiction

Every 1000 Miles

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Every 1000 Miles

Throwing the wrench to the gravel, Gloria wiped oily sweat from her brow, glared at Autrey and cried, “I’m just not getting this figured out, what’s the point if I keep doing this wrong?”

Chawing on his last wad of tobacco, Autrey spat out a bit, winked at his bride, and spoke, “Aww Glo, baby, you knows how to do this, just give yourself another chance, you’ve helped me many times, I know you got this.”

Sucking in a deep breath, then swigging her sweet tea, Gloria scratched her greased up nose and squatted by the pickup, “I just can’t seem to get that filter loose, it usually comes right off, I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.”

“Lemme check somethin’, baby,” Crouching down on the ground, Autrey peered under the truck and looked around, sliding underneath on the tarp, he tapped around the filter and it came right off; All knowing that Gloria didn’t see him take the filter off, he slightly set it so it would easily come off, “it’s looking okay, babe, just give it another try, sometimes these things can be stubborn.”

Sliding back under the pickup, Gloria got the filter undone and completed the oil change, with no more hitches; gleaming at the thought of a job well done, she grinned at Autrey and said, “it just needed your magic touch, honey, thank you.”

And so it went every so often until it was time; allowing for the pain and resolution of life’s span they bantered over changing the oil, every 1,000 miles; until Gloria was on her own, when she changed the oil on the old pickup, she heard a tap, tap, tap and Autrey saved her, one more time.

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There you have it! It’s Six Sentence Story time! Thanks to Girlie On The Edge

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: POINT

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No Contest – Six Sentence Story

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No Contest

No contest, was the verdict at the court of the common law heathens, on one cold day in the mountains. Uncle Johnny spit out the menthol lozenge and grabbed a smoke from the pack of Camels, nestled in his rolled-up sleeve. Spitting out tobacco from his unfiltered smoke, Johnny winked at Darlene, “You ain’t got nothing to worry about, darling, we been through worse; Honey, it’s gonna be all right.”

Darlene looked at Johnny with her big, brown eyes, “I know, sweetheart, you always take care of me and this ain’t nothing but a thing, a hurdle that no Johnny I know will let bother him.”

Johnny took Darlene’s hand and led her to his truck, head held high, gait in charge, fumbling with the keys, dropping them on the ground, down on his knees, he knelt. “Darlene, would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

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That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. Want to participate? Go on over to
Girlie on The Edge and join the fun!

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: CONTEST