Take one. They’re free.

Archives

Categories

Suzie’s House 519 : C’est Moi

Emma suffered one of those heart-stopping moments when she knew with absolute certitude she was going to do something stupid. A part of her was terrified what Berth would think of Bruce, or – worse – what Bruce would think of Emma for making a friend outside the band.

But she had to do something. Beth was looking at Bruce with half hero worship and half confusion; and Bruce was looking at Beth with that fake bemusement he got when he was about to be really rude.

“B-Beth, this is B-Bruce.” Emma flapped her hand from one to the other and back like they were sitting in a drawing room with a fancy tea set and everything instead of standing in the middle of the hall at school, waiting for the teachers to come out and yell at them that the bell was about to ring and why weren’t they moving already. “Bruce, this is my friend from English class. And some others.”

Continue reading Suzie’s House 519 : C’est Moi

Share

Icelandic Horses

We spent much of the middle of the day at a ranch. I’m not sure if they make more money from selling their horses to points all around the world, or taking in tourists. They certainly had a practiced set up.

First we ate lunch, which consisted of the usual fair – salad bar, great bread, soup, and sliced meat. We were told the meat was horse, but it tasted just like beef. Yes, I am the kind of person who could happily eat Flicka.

We were then herded out onto the porch which was in the process of being converted into bleachers to watch the show. They brought out three horses and literally put them through their paces – running them around a track over and over.
Continue reading Icelandic Horses

Share

Inside Joke

“Let’s ride the Whirly-Whirl!” Alicia pulled on Sally’s hand.

“You mean the Hurly-Hurl? No way. Let’s just go back to the bumper cars.”

“Come on. I’m tired of bumper cars. Besides. We always ride the Whirly-Whirl. It’s tradition.” Alicia tugged harder.

“Every time you sit on the inside I end up cleaning my clothes in the bathroom. The only way I’d ride that with you is if you sit on the outside.”

“Okay!”

Afterward Alicia wiped her mouth in mortification while Sally laughed.

“That was worth it,” Alicia giggled. “The expressions on the faces of the people coming toward us….”

The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Challenger (Hub): Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: J Hardy Carroll

Breadcrumbs: If you leave a link in my comments to the post where you rose to the challenge, then I will be sure to comment. If it’s hard to find you, I’ll assume you don’t want a visit

Share

The Elite by Kiera Cass

I’ve shown you so many of my secrets, defended you in every way I can, but when you aren’t pleased with me, you act rashly. You shut me out, blame me, or most impressively, try to change the entire country.

At minute 7:30:36

Ambrosia of The Purple Booker
hosts Teaser Tuesday. To play along, grab your current read, open to a random page, share a couple of “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page. Then go see Ambrosia to link up and visit others.

Share

The Life of Pi by by Yann Martel

Once, there was lightning.

(clip)

The water was shot through with what looked like white roots. Briefly, a great celestial tree stood in the ocean.

I had never imagined such a thing was possible – lightning striking the sea.

Min 8:46:36.

Ambrosia of The Purple Booker
hosts Teaser Tuesday. To play along, grab your current read, open to a random page, share a couple of “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page. Then go see Ambrosia to link up and visit others.

Share

Suzie’s House 518 : In the Intersection of Hallways

Bruce caught sight of Emma in the halls of the high school. He just happened to glance to his left, down the T-intersection, to see her coming out of one classroom while he was heading straight toward another.

Though they went to the same school, they were on different tracks, so he hardly ever saw much of her. Or anyone else in the band. Her worst of all because she didn’t even have lunch with them.

Continue reading Suzie’s House 518 : In the Intersection of Hallways

Share

Waterfall and Rainbow

We made another stop not long after we left the Erik the Red Museum. At first it wasn’t much to look at. This wasn’t in the printed itinerary, but was well worth the stop. As to what it’s called? This was the last sign (Below) I saw before we reached it. Your guess is as good as mine.

Continue reading Waterfall and Rainbow

Share

Dragon Bones

Every step the white knight took sent chiming accusations throughout the valley of dragon bones. The musical sound of bone under foot or clanking ribs hanging about his numb shoulders should have called a guardian. Last year the knight killed him.

Once he’d slain the last dragon, the knight entered the treasure room to find only a diary. It was written by a dragon. This year, having read the book, the knight came with a bouquet to pay homage.

If only he had known before he’d made a career of murder that dragons are people too.

The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Challenger (Hub): Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: Roger Bultot

Breadcrumbs: If you leave a link in my comments to the post where you rose to the challenge, then I will be sure to comment. If it’s hard to find you, I’ll assume you don’t want a visit

Share

The Wolf of Wall Street by Jordan Belfort

At 91%

I had the owner, the unreachable, the one and only Doug Talbot, as my best buddy. And every patient and staff member knew it as well. The wolf was ready to bare his fangs, even in rehab.

Ambrosia of The Purple Booker hosts Teaser Tuesday. To play along, grab your current read, open to a random page, share a couple of “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page. Then go see Ambrosia to link up and visit others.

Share

Merry Xmas 2017

Share

Cover Song Guide

I generally hate cover songs. I spend too much time trying to remember where I’ve heard it before. This cleared up quite a few things for me.

Share

13 Trees

Part of my annual effort to make our own gift labels.

Merry Christmas!

Share

Packing It In

True story. I did a mediocre job of packing for Iceland. True, it has the word Ice in the name, but it was also the middle of summer. I packed for March in Montana – lots of layers. I had a hat with me, but it wasn’t warm enough.

Everything in the tourist shops of Iceland is expensive! A set of lava coasters were $90. Handmade hats? Forget it. But I happened to run across a $8 Made-in-China beanie in a grocery store.

If the handmade had been $30 I’d have bought them instead. So much for enterprising Iceland.

The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Challenger (Hub): Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: Björn Rudberg

Breadcrumbs: If you leave a link in my comments to the post where you rose to the challenge, then I will be sure to comment. If it’s hard to find you, I’ll assume you don’t want a visit

Share

Woolly by Ben Mezrich

During his appearance on The Colbert Report in 2012, the host had asked him point blank, “How do you think your work will eventually destroy all mankind? Do you think it’s going to be a killer virus, or more like a giant mutant killer squid man?”

Non-fiction about scientists doing their thing. Has some personal insights and excellent background info. A politically charged subject – gene splicing – but not focused on that element.

Teaser is from audio book location 5:48:03 because that’s where I am in the recording. Didn’t feel like looking for a good quote. 🙂

Ambrosia of The Purple Booker hosts Teaser Tuesday. To play along, grab your current read, open to a random page, share a couple of “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page. Then go see Ambrosia to link up and visit others.

Share

Suzie’s House 517 : Head Cases

Vin dragged himself into the house in utter exhaustion. He’d subcontracted with the FBI to work on a serial killer case that had covered five states so far. Although the part of the work that he was responsible for was supposed to be confined to Wisconsin, he’d gone to a meeting in Chicago, an only now gotten back.

It was late. Maybe he should sleep in Miranada’s “shoe room” rather than risk waking her up. She wasn’t exactly easy to get along with when she didn’t get enough sleep. All the windows visible from the front of the house were dark, but a soft glow from the kitchen made it’s way down the hall to the front door. Curious, he dropped his luggage by the stairs, and made his way to the kitchen.

Continue reading Suzie’s House 517 : Head Cases

Share

Facebook