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Garden of Neuro

November 6, 2021 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

I am pleased with what the Garden of Neuro offers for empowerment, connections, support and more.

Recently, I participated in the Garden of Neuro Anthology of Poetry and Art, called “A Safe and Brave Space.” It will be available soon. We worked as a team to bring this anthology to life. It’s been an amazing adventure. I even received a badge.

Are you feeling the need to connect with others in a Safe and Brave Space? Come check out the Garden of Neuro.

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National Poetry Month – Daily Short – April 2 2021

April 2, 2021 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

poetry, Short Fiction, short story

Refuse to Believe Anything But the Truth

September 19, 2019 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

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Relief was not for Beth, watching out the window, seeing nobody to help her.
Everybody had other things to do and, while she understood, her heart would ache.
Family and friends alike wished her well as she cared for her mother without staff.
Undermining comments were a source of disdain, coming from the critical milieu.
Simply ignoring this was not easy, but Beth refused such and stayed in focus.
Everybody came for show at the end of it all, Beth left with her own peace.

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I went with a double acrostic this time.

It’s that time again for Six Sentence Story. Thanks to Denise for her devotion to this and for encouraging us to challenge our brains.

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

PROMPT WORD: REFUSE

Go to this LINK to check in!

Short Fiction, short story

Zoned Out and In – Six Sentence Story

September 2, 2019September 4, 2019 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

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Clarence Charleston zoned out when the teacher told the class they would have to place their pencils on their desks as time was up.

Taking up the test papers, the teacher looked at Clarence’s blank paper, other than his name, and sighed.

Clancy Charleston looked at his son and shrugged his shoulders, “he takes after me, I s’pose,” he said to Mrs. Darling, Clarence’s teacher, who observed both Mr. Charleston and his son were shifting in their seats and blushing.

Mrs. Darling looked at father and son and spoke of their resemblance, how their features were so much alike and it’s only natural that they would have some of the same styles, so, “why don’t we look at some programs to put the two of you together so Clarence can learn more about writing, Mr. Charleston, and I would love to see the two of you come back in, let’s say, six weeks.”

Looking up at Mrs. Darling, Mr. Charleston nudged Clarence with his elbow, “hey, son, let’s think about this one, okay, ‘cause Mrs. Darling believes in you, so what do you have to say about it?”

“Sounds to me like we could get in the right zone for sure, pop, let’s do this and thanks Mrs. Darling.”

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There you have it! This is my Six Sentence Story for the week. Want to join? Go to this LINK

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: ZONE