Featured Author: Sheilagh Lee About Mr. Linky, it looks like something has changed in the coding for the linky aggregate. I can no longer see the names of people who have put their links in on the sidebar display while viewing the Blog page. Is it the same for you? If I click on a specific post they are there just like they used to be. How about you? I tried everything I could think of, but couldn’t get it […]
Last Thursday I mentioned a note about a video on Mr. Al’s desk. Well, here’s the note, somewhat modified by Mr. Al. It all started with The Girl’s friends. It seems most of them have become devotees of the movie The Princess Bride. She’d heard so much about it that she wanted to see it. I knew we had a copy of it, but I didn’t know where. We went through the piles and piles of video tape in the […]
Jill: So, what do you think? Would you like to rent the room from us? Theodor: Well, let us consider. I am in search of a residence which will allow me to engage fully in my occupation as a researcher. To that end I seek a place that will provide me with a comfortable environment with the least amount of fuss. Although you offer all utilities included, you do not offer meals, laundry, or general cleaning. The room is of […]
“Everyone is smirking.” Theresa glared as she huddled against the bridge railing “Relax,” Old Man Michael handed her the harness. “They’re just remembering the first time they did it. Put that on.” “Are you sure they don’t think I’m crazy?” “If they do, then they’re even crazier. They’ve all bungee jumped before.” The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with […]
I was going to do 13 things on my desk, but frankly, right now my dh’s desk is more interesting. 1. The Cat Cave – a cardboard box for sleeping “in”. 2. A cat. 3. Plant starts for the garden. 4. A borrowed laptop 5. A dictionary 6. The newspaper 7. Scratch pads 8. A pen. Yeah, just one. 9. Elmore Leonard’s 10 Rules of Writing 10. An absentee ballot 11. A message from me having to do with a […]
“Why is the cafeteria food always so putrid?” Alisha dropped her fork to the tray, making Emma flinch. “I know. Right? I crave real food. Like Chinese or something.” Katy picked at her food with a disgusted look on her face. “They had that Chow Mein stuff last week.” Kate shoveled in whatever the lunch ladies wanted to call the glop they were supposed to eat today like it was no problem.
Welcome to The Serialists, Novroz! Novroz is planning to post a new episode once a month. She was a little late is linking up her first ever installment last week. If you missed it, be sure to check it out. This is the hub for The Serialists, a meme for people who post original, serialized fiction on their blogs. If you have one or more posts you would like for us to read, please put the direct link(s) to the […]
I’m a guest blogger! Actually, I did a bunch of guest blogs when Moving In first came out, but I haven’t been real active since. This time I’m talking about Icarus, his accident, and his accidents, if you know what I mean. 🙂 You can read all about him and see a new picture of him or two at Underneath The Shell. In other news, I’ve once again gone from green grass to snow. Sigh. I don’t think this is […]
Jill: Would someone answer the door? It’s probably the new renter. Tina: You aren’t really going to rent my room, are you? I wouldn’t mind sharing the room with him if he’s good looking. Jill: Just open the door. Previously in Jack and Jill: Cushioning the Fall The theme for this week’s Jack and Jill is Muffin as suggested by Colleen
“I can’t go yet. I have to hurry up and get my post ready.” “What post?” “Fiction Friday 55.” “Wait, it’s Friday already? How did that happen? I was sure it was still Thursday.” “It IS Thursday. Thursday night, which is when Fiction Friday 55 begins. You know how it goes. In the Internet, Friday begins on Thursday night.” The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is […]
I think by now The Girl has made over a thousand of these things. They say if you make a thousand you can make a wish. I wonder what she’s wishing for.
That band the kids had formed was practicing in Suzie’s parlor when Miranda dragged herself home. It was pretty late, but there was no sign of Vin yet, and the only sign of Suzie was a cake and a pile of cookies on a cooling rack. Miranda settled at the kitchen table with a glass of milk and plate of cookies. It made her feel young.