December 2011 – Our Write Side

I’m taking a small break from writing to let you all know that there have been some (small) changes around here. I am now using my official author name on the blog and in comments. There is a new email and….. I’m officially on Facebook now too!!! (Look on the sidebar to Be My Fan!!)…

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Kate smiled as she watched Malcolm interact with the other children in his class. She hated to leave him in daycare every day, but was thankful that he enjoyed the interaction with his peers so much. Knowing he was happy made it that much easier for her to leave him. He always missed her and…

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Today was the clumsiest day ever. Joey and I were dashing down the hand and saw a bottle smashing a book. When we finally made it to Joey’s house, we saw the door was soft. When we walked into the house, his mom was running with a bombshell. That’s when we saw an iguana in…

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I wrote this little piece around this same time last year in response to a picture prompt provided by Write on Edge (then called The Red Dress Club). I am bringing it back now for the Story Dam free weekly linkup to show the growth in my writing that wouldn’t be possible without the help…

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Jenna felt weightless as her body flew through the air. She could feel nothing, smell nothing, say nothing; her whole body was paralyzed, except her eyes. Those, she could move. Quick, fluid rotations revealed an apartment of sorts, but the lack of lighting allowed for too many shadows. The creeping light made the creamy walls…

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A small yet famous fairy sits among pink flowers interrupted by purple and green. It is small, yet special. Its back is black with a felt covered extension that doesn’t quite support its weight. The center is a rectangular hollow. A newborn babe dressed in blue, fists gathered tightly by a round face, thin dark…

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She came flying in on a red carpet woven with real gold. She soared between the mountains and skipped across the lake like a pebble chucked by a small boy’s hand. She sailed through the waterfall, laughing in delight even as her eyes caught sight of her father standing big and bold against the blue…

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Suggestion: Play the video while reading the story. Kate woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. She made herself a cup of hot tea and enjoyed the quiet of her morning while Malcolm still slept. She loved these quiet fall mornings. It wasn’t quite cold enough yet for a jacket, and the sun shining on her…

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