Daily Archives: March 1, 2018

Dark – Trent P. McDonald #writephoto

With no wizard’s light to guide us, we ran through the darkness. Occasionally a great leap of fire was reflected on the dark stone, casting an evil red glare across our party, but mostly we moved through a black so … Continue reading

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Dwellers in Towers – Steve Tanham

A recent trip to the beautiful Northumbrian coast threw up a chance visit to Preston Tower, one of a type known as a ‘Pele Tower’ – a fortified place of refuge for well-to-do families, built during the times of the … Continue reading

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Guest author: Amy M. Reade – We’ll Laugh About This…Years From Now

Last year I wrote a blog post for Sue that detailed some of my family’s experiences on vacation. And though my husband and I are tempted to stop going on vacation because of said experiences, we keep doing it. Maybe … Continue reading

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The Writing Shed – Steve Tanham

Will I write in here as snows arrive Locked eyes and fingers frenzied? Imagined places, chattering teeth With windows needing mended ➰ Continue reading at Sun in Gemini

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Reversals

Originally posted on Reena Saxena:
Here’s a Butterfly or Mirror Fibonacci. The order reverses after Line 8. ? dusk spreads dark ink on the sky de-colors my dreams silver moon brings brushes and tools to reawaken creativity in minds and…

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Thursday photo prompt – Dark #writephoto

Every Thursday at noon GMT, I publish one of my photos as a writing prompt.  If you know where the photo was taken, please keep it to yourself until the challenge is closed. I usually share something about the place … Continue reading

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Photo prompt round-up: Dusk #writephoto

* Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds … Continue reading

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