Monthly Archives: January 2015

THE SWITCH

It is Friday again and time for Friday Fictioneers with our stories of 100 words from the picture prompt.  We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple.  And here are my 100 words for this week.   Perspiration … Continue reading

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DROPPING THE SHOE

We live in the age and environment of fear and anxiety. We are bombarded with news of shootings, beheadings and terrorist acts.  I hear the whining of sirens almost every day.  But there comes a time when a person has … Continue reading

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GETTING TO KNOW ME

Sundays can be good for relaxing and letting go.  Today is one of those days.  Life and the snow are melting around me – in January.  I’m still unravelling.  Soon I will come to the end of the spool.  I … Continue reading

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THE LAKE

  So it is Friday again.  Time for another tale from this Friday Fictioneer.  This is my story of 100 words this week from the photo prompt below.  We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple.   She remembered … Continue reading

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LIVING THE WHOLE DANG CATASTROPHE

There is always something to be grateful for – even in anxiety and sleepless nights.  You suffer in both, sometimes unbearably.  Never a stoic, someone who can keep a stiff upper lip, I seek for relief relentlessly. It is no … Continue reading

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UNRAVELLING THE PAST INTO THE NOW

Some days I’m a bit melancholy – maybe a left-over feeling from childhood days when we were new immigrants.  Can an eight year old feel lost and displaced in Gold Mountain(Canada)?  Where was the gold? In my child’s mind I … Continue reading

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ALL THAT THERE IS

It’s 9:45 Saturday morning.  The sun is finally making its entrance.  He knows how to be dramatic.  He peeks slowly above the rooftops one minute, the next thrusting its rays full force, like Jimmy Durante dancing on stage.  VOILA! I … Continue reading

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