Monthly Archives: March 2020

Why to avoid “ing” words in fiction ~ D. Wallace Peach

Reblogged from Diana Wallace Peach at Myths of the Mirror: A few weeks ago, I had a blog-conversation with Jacqui Murray of Worddreams about editing out “ing” words. I’ve heard many times that these words should be avoided when writing … Continue reading

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Uneasy Lies the Head ~ Iain Kelly #writephoto

Two lines cut through a wheat field, disappearing towards the ancient standing stones at the crest of a hill. 1st Man: Never seen anything like it. What could’ve made them? 2nd Man: It’s a mobile. 1st Man: What the hell’s … Continue reading

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Lizard Men…

* QUEEN OF THE NIGHT… It is night and I cannot sleep. Jed cannot sleep either. I can hear him turning in his bed but I do not speak. Steve is asleep. It must be about three in the morning. … Continue reading

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Morning Empty Breathes ~ Goff James #writephoto

Reblogged from Goff James at Art, Photography and Poetry

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The Fate of the Crown ~ Ken Gierke #writephoto

The Fate of the Crown The road we take will determine the nature of this crown Continue reading at  rivrvlogr

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Finite #midnighthaiku

Sorrows weigh heavy Highlighting finite shadows Cast by distant light *

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How I Became a Freelance Writer ~ Nicholas C. Rossis

Reblogged from Nicholas C. Rossis: When I wrote in my last post about the Evolution of Blogging, I didn’t expect so many people to contact me asking how I managed to become a more-or-less full-time freelance writer. A friend even … Continue reading

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Facing the Stones ~ Wallie’s Wentletrap #writephoto

It was traditional, not to say required, to be married before the stones. The people of the fields and drops of Little Boulding had kept to this tradition, not at all a requirement, since before anyone could remember. So of … Continue reading

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Mimir’s Bubbling Head…

* We seem to have finally lost the Hawks. The day feels somehow empty. But for Wen the day is still young and she is keen to introduce me to another chalk figure. This one is much later than the … Continue reading

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When The World Was Sick

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