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Shadow of a Ghost

The lace in the window of the old woman’s house sticks to a frozen window.

She used to say she never cried for ghosts, but maybe she should. Death is just a separation. She said she pitied the living more because their grief carried her away. But what of the dead? Would it not be worse for those who loose every connection they had than for those who only lost one?

“Any ghost that doesn’t move on to his or her reward is a fool,” she used to say.

Did she move on? The curtains move in a cold breeze.

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The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
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The Shadow Puppet Master

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This is Wayan. The name Wayan comes from the word bayan, which means shadow. He is literally a national treasure. As one of Bali’s best puppeteers, and a member of the Indonesian puppeteer association with full honors, he is well respected.
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Suzie’s House 463 : Wallflowers

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So Gene still had a problem with Suzie adopting him. Drew thought that whole thing was settled weeks ago.

What was there for the kid to complain about? He had come to Suzie’s house as an unruly kid from a violent, broken home. The way Gene had been forced to live would make anyone shudder.

In comparison Suzie must look like a saint. She had patience to burn, knew right from wrong, and cared about everyone in her life with a depth of devotion that took Drew’s breath away. There could be no comparison to a woman who ditched Gene when he was five.

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Second Paradigm by Peter J Wacks p.190

“How has no one in the history of… history, ever thought of that? There isn’t some science fiction novel somewhere that speculates something like that?”


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Monkey’s on the Road

The morning after meeting the shadow puppet master we left Ubud and headed for Lavina. Along the way we stopped at a wayside where monkeys were known to wander. And wander they did.

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Air Space

It was a disaster. Marge shouldn’t have booked her trip to Argentina through the travel company. Left to her own devices, Marge never flew with Jet Blue. She’d already been stuck on the tarmac for three hours. Another twenty minutes and there would be no way to make her connecting flight.

At least she had a bit of breathing room since the aisle seat next to her hadn’t been taken. In the old days, when she still traveled with Jane, she’d have been forced to socialize.

“Well! Isn’t this a surprise? I guess we’re still traveling together whether we mean to or not.” Jane Came forward from the bowels of the plane to take the empty seat.

The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: Rich Voza

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Sudi Dancing School

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We were supposed to visit the Sudi Dancing School the day we flew from Java to Bali. Since we were so late, that didn’t happen. Luckily our guide was able to arrange an alternate time for us. We slipped it in between the Sacred Monkey Forest and a visit to a puppet master.

They welcomed us in full regalia.

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Suzie’s House 462 : An Overheard Conversation

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What a fine day to slip the leash! Walter couldn’t have been more pleased with himself. He’d been feeling a little tattered for the last few days. It seemed the more he stayed around the house, the more his mind wandered back to the past. That wasn’t a place he wanted to be.

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Penjor

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Death of a Clown

Ronald got fired from his job as a short order cook because of his terrible fashion sense. Next he tried running away with the circus, but crashed the clown car. He lost his job as a security guard when he tripped over his own feet and let a burglar get away.

Finally he tried piano tuning. He had a good ear, so things went well on his first couple of jobs. Then he hit a real challenge. With an iron wrench in hand he crawled all the way into the piano. This time for sure he’d get it right. Too bad it was an electric piano.

The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: John Nixon

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The Sacred Monkey Forest Sanctuary pt II

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Suzie’s House 461 : An Open Invitation

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“Hey, check it out! It’s the old guys.” Bruce pointed at a table on the sidewalk on State Street.

“”Drew’s not that old,” Gene muttered. He didn’t think anyone heard him, though. Seemed like lately most people didn’t pay any attention unless he raised his voice.

“Hey, we should talk to them. Right?” Tracy nearly bounced with anticipation.

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The Gamer by Sung San-Young Ch51p6

The Gamer

Yep, I still read manga. Just had to share this one.


MizB of Books and a Beat hosts Teaser Tuesday. Grab your current read, open to a random page, share a couple of “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page. Go see Books and a Beat for more detail.

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The Sacred Monkey Forest Sanctuary pt I

We went to the Sacred Monkey Forest Sanctuary in Ubud.

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Suzie’s House 460 : Coffee with the Soldier

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“We really have to stop meeting this way.” Drew pulled up a chair at the sidewalk table at a small, State Street café. He caught the eye of the waiter to order a coffee.

“But you found me.” Walter grinned.

The old man sat with a coffee and a Danish in front of him. That was a good sign. He had his head together enough to buy something. He also wore some beat up old army fatigues. Oddly enough, they didn’t look completely outlandish on the trendy, college-town street – just a little incongruous.

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