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The music and talking and general party mayhem was so loud that Anna was pretty sure no one else heard the sirens. She wouldn’t have, except she happened to be next to the window when the first fire truck screeched to a halt in the street far below.

“Fantastic party, Anna!”

“The best!”

“Hey everybody, let’s cheer for Anna! She’s on fire tonight!”

While her friends carried on, Anna muttered to herself:

“Lord I hope not.”

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

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To Do List

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1. Come up with this list. 🙂

2. Write 2,000 words tonight. These don’t count,

3. Delete my Photobucket account and every link related to it.

4. Make some gift bags. What do you mean it’s too early for Christmas?

5. Run the dishwasher.

6. Come up with a cord that will make my new-to-me washer/dryer set plug into the wall.

7. Test run the machines.

8. Do three weeks worth of backed up laundry.

9. Put shelves in the laundry room to make up for lost floor space.

10. Put everything piled up in the living room back in the laundry room.

11. Clean the house in preparation for Thanksgiving.

12. Buy a turkey

13. Write another 2,000 words.

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Suzie’s House 515 : Cause No Harm

Much to Sonoma’s relief, Drew walked into the house under his own steam. There had been a few times back when he lived under her roof when they had brought him into the house on a dolly. His muscles would lock up and keep him as still as a statue for painfully long minutes, sometimes even hours.

This gave her heart. The fact he could move now meant she was on to something.

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The Truly Special

Jane couldn’t wait to see the main attraction of the day. The tour guide said repeatedly that the angora goats they were petting now weren’t so special, and the yaks were common as dirt in Mongolia. What was really worth their time would come later. It was going to be even bigger than the statue of Genghis Khan! It turned out to be a department store.

“What makes this so special,” Jane asked.

“It’s the tallest building in Mongolia. 15 whole stories!”

Jane’s New York City apartment was on the 31st floor. She groaned.

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

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13 Sentences

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The last lines I wrote in my NaNo book tonight:

“The point is, I haven’t found people to be particularly trustworthy.”

“Too late to keep it from me.” She grinned at him, pleased with her logic. “I haven’t been bad so far, have I?”

“But that’s always the way with humans. You act all nice at first. Then you do something horrible!”

“I promise, I will not do anything horrible.” She let her irritation show. “I’m just a girl. What can I do?” Mentally she disregarded the possibility of launching her entire army to hunt him down and kill him.

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Night Film by Marisha Pessl p.583

I did the rudimentary translation in my head. The trap for the mermaids?

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.

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13 Things I Should Know by Now

It’s November! You can guess what I’m doing now. Yep. NaNo. And of course I am completely unprepared. This stuff always goes better when I have something like an outline to work with. I have my spreadsheet set up, but so far, I’ve only put in one line.

1. I do actually know what the book is about. Sort of. It was a serial I made up as part of our bedtime routine when the kids were little. Now if I can just remember how it goes.

2. What did I name the dragon after the witch turned him human? I could swear there was a name change.

3. How did she turn him human?

4. Why did he go looking for the princess? Seemed like it wasn’t a direct thing.

5. What were the three tasks he had to do to get his dragon body back?

6. What was the ocean about? Did he drowned? I can’t remember.

7. How did he get out of the dungeons?

8. Who threw him in? It seems like it was a pretty dramatic scene, but neither I nor the kids can remember just how it went.

9. Why did he get so mad after he got turned into a human?

10. How did this thing end again?

11. What was that about the slipper? I know it was important, but surely it wasn’t really so much like Cinderella.

12. Why did I think this thing was so good?

13. Why do the kids still think it was good even though none of us can quite remember how it went?

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Shattered

The vase shattered. Ruth was so sure of her grip, and yet the evidence was irrefutable. She rubbed her arthritic old hands thoughtfully.

“Oh no! How horrible!” Inga scuttled out of the kitchen. “Don’t move! I’ll get that cleaned up right away.” The maid brought a broom.

Ruth considered how long she could hold off before putting out another one of Ted’s ugly vases and how soon she should call the doctor. Ruth bit her lip.

“No need to be so upset. It’s just a vase. I don’t know why you want all these things anyway.”

“I’m just a material girl.” Ruth smiled sweetly.

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

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Beautiful Darkness by Kami Garcia

For the last two months, Ama had been cooking night and day. The counter was piled high with Pyrex dishes. cheese grits, green bean casserole, fried chicken, and of course Bing cherry salad – which was really a fancy name for a jello mold with cherries, pineapples, and coca-cola in it.

It only sounds mundane here. The book is about witch-like beings.

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.

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Suzie’s House 514 : It’s Alright My Boy, You’re Here Now

The cars whizzing past trailed streamers of light like a high budget art movie. Sunlight in the air put brilliant gold on every speck of dust and time became a relative thing. As far as flashbacks went, this one was both much better and much worse than the average.

Better simply from the sheer beauty of Madison Wisconsin in the early Fall. Most trees still shone green, and a clear, powder-blue sky loomed overhead. The hoards of high school kids passing offered up their own vital beauty to the rock Drew had become. Worse because it should happen – so deep and thoroughly – while he was driving.

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Eating Greenland Shark

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Sleepy Hollow Take 2

Old man Matheson flicked his rod, letting the line out fast so the floater could land in the river’s current. That should get the hook and fly into the eddy far enough away that his daughter’s shouts wouldn’t disturb the fish.

Not that it mattered. Really, he should probably shout back to her, calling her to enjoy this glorious sunset. But sunsets were for quiet, and thinking of all the times you were too foolish to take them in, and quiet wasn’t her style.

It didn’t use to be his, either. Even now he was busy fishing, never quite able to achieve stillness. Still, the sun set. His daughter shouted. He flicked.

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

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The Selection by Kiera Case


When I got the letter in the post my mother was ecstatic. She had already decided that all our problems were solved, gone forever. The big hitch in her plans were me.

I listened to this on audio book in one day. This is the first few sentences. It’s about a future in which the country is on the brink of economic and political ruin under a monarchy too far removed by a caste system.

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.

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Sleepy Hollow


Liam, Alicia, and Sally walked home from school along the twisting dirt road. Already the days grew short and cold. The ordinary became spooky.

“I heard there is a haunted tree along here,” Alicia glanced over her shoulder.

“Oh! I know just the one. It’s right around the bend.” Sally pointed ahead.

“Who are you trying to fool with a story like that.” Liam sneered, but he also walked faster.

“Whoooo!” called an owl from the depths of the hollow tree.

Liam and Alicia set of running.

“Who indeed!!” Sally took off after them.

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

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13 Leaves

Ok, so maybe it’s a bit more than 13. My eyes blur when I try to count. As to the ones in the background, they don’t count at all, do they? What amazes me is that there are still so many leaves on the tree when so many more are already on the ground. They are like pretty snowdrifts on my sidewalk. Now where did I put my rake?

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