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Storytime Saturday, featuring an excerpt from an unnamed short story.

Here’s a snippet from an upcoming short story. Thanks for reading.

The day that my potato exploded in the microwave was an eye opener. It was a sign…an omen. A message from the powers that be. Maybe I’d nuked that fucker for too long, or maybe I just didn’t give a shit. Either way, that little vegetable bastard decided to commit culinary suicide and blew itself spud first all over the confines of the microwave with a mere five seconds left. I mean, c’mon…it couldn’t have kept its composure for a measly five more seconds? Suck it up, god damn it! I had no money left, I had no lunch, and I was hungry enough to eat the scum out of the bottom of a homeless man’s shoes. It was definitely a sign…an omen…a message from the powers that be.

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Quotes from the Vault – Dig.

We all know, for the most part, where we’d like to be in life.  What we’d like to be doing.  Goals. Dreams.  Ambitions.  Having the end product visualized is the easy part…putting in the hard yards in between is the true test.  I hope that you can realize and tap into your own inner strength today…it’s waiting for you.  Stay creative

Storytime Saturday, featuring an excerpt from an as yet nameless tale.

Take a gander, if you’d like, and let me know what you think.  Happy weekend; stay creative.

He rode slowly and haughtily toward the beast; his approach was strewn with pride at felling such a mighty animal. The others rode the clearing, picking off the last of the exhausted herd, and he reached the animal as it writhed its last frenetic movements. The beast lay dying, an arrow through its chest, drawing its last breaths. He watched the king dismount and walk toward him with knife drawn. His last view consisted of the king, knife in hand, approaching him and drawing the glistening blade across his neck, thus finishing the job. The hunt was over, and the men cheered with pride at their success.

The camp was ripe with the talk of the day; bold stories intermixed with tall fables resounded over the group, and each man enjoyed his share of the well cooked venison. The fires simmered and the king made his rounds with the men, hearing each man’s tale with a warm smile and a ready ear.  

Library Lusting.

If you’ve read a Library Lusting post before, and also lust after the quiet solace and beauty that book filled spaces provide, then you’ll know that I am an appreciator of A., books, and B., sunshine.  They just work.  This week’s space provides ample amounts of both, and throws in a sizable work space to boot.  One could not only get their read on, but also their write.  This, friends, is a book lover’s room.  Enjoy! 

Library Lusting.

It’s kind of hard to beat this room.  With its open, airy vibe and abundant sunshine, this space is tops.  Throw in the richness of the wood, the robust desk front and center, and the eyeful of books, and you have the ideal room for a true book lover (or writer).  And the globe?  C’mon…that’s the cherry on top.  This is most definitely a book lover’s room.