of Stardust and the Beasts
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the Six Sentence Café & Bistro #2 | the Nervous Poet & the Azure Box
Another week has passed, and we have our Six Sentence Story featuring the Nervous Poet, who accidentally found herself at the Six Sentence Café and Bistro in my last week's entry. The story is a collaborative one, and you can read about the happenings at the café from several perspectives—and discover some other of their work along the way... Here are a few of the writers/blogs involved: the Wakefield Doctrine, inSPIRAtion, Luna's on line, Messymimi's meanderings, and of course we can not forget our hostess of the six-sentence blog hop, Denise at Girlie On The Edge. This week's entries to the six sentence challenge can be found at the link-up, as usual. Please do check them out and perhaps you want to participate too. the Six Sentence Café & Bistro #2 "What the heck do I do now, this...
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Ten Thing of Thankful #5 | Finding Joy in Doing Nothing
It was quite difficult for me to find anything interesting to write about for this week as it has been very quiet all of a sudden... I am used to drowning under my responsibilities and I just took time off or something. This week's Ten Thing of Thankful felt a bit more generic to me because of that.. But, if you enjoy positivity and smiling while reading other people's blogs, you can find the other entries in the link-up, or maybe you wanna write your own... Ten Thing of Thankful #5 First — doing "nothing." After the pressure I had been under for the past few weeks, this week felt blissful. I tidied up the home a bit, but mostly I've been gaming (ESO), drinking beer, writing, or lying on...
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Short Story | Pianoforte
With her fingers lightly gripping the quill, the black ink smeared on her fingers and across the paper, if I may paint her clumsiness and lack of etiquette, she tried to write him another letter. But what was there for her to write about? After all, they had never met. She had seen him once from the crowd as she watched his fingers dance across the keys of a pianoforte while clutching her mother’s hand to calm her nerves.
Six Sentence Story #10 | Prompt Word: BOOKMARK
The smell of cinnamon in the room, a burnt candle on the bedside table, an empty bottle of Shiraz on the floor beside the ivory bed, and finally… a lady clutching onto a tattered book while tangled in her silken sheets with a tear running down her cheek.
Six Sentence Story #9 | Prompt Word: COFFEE
I prayed that the wooden floorboards wouldn’t creak under my weight as I got out of the bed, because God knows that hell had no fury like her majesty awoken suddenly from her slumber.
Six Sentence Story #8 | Prompt Word: EXCHANGE
She could feel that something was wrong with the way the wind made her skin crawl as she teetered out from the bar onto the small alleyway leading to her home and she felt almost as if there, in the dark, were a pair of eyes watching her every move.
Short Story | Master of Escapism
I used to believe in something, like stars being the souls of the lost—my father being one of them. I also used to read fairy tales over and over again. I believed that I would spend an eternity loving the same boy I fell for when I was nothing but a child. I had my whole life written in fantasy and laid out in front of me. On some days, I fought dragons; on other days, I cradled the scorching sun in my arms and called it a lover.