Remember that time I wrote a post about schadenfreude? If you said yes, you already know that I have a bit of a “thing” for words. If you said no, then you obviously haven’t been keeping up with me, because I wrote about it on my last post. And although my feelings are terribly hurt by your neglect, for the sake of everyone else, I’ll do my best to soldier on and won’t cause a scene.
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The WCOID – Day 5, On Tangents
The Writing Challenge of Indeterminate Duration – Day 5
What is public and what is private? What should be public and what should be private? What do public and private mean today?
I only had to skip over one topic today to land on one that felt doable … and I did it because I care about each and every one of you. The prompt that I gave a pass to was describe your day, hour by hour, and I figured you’ve got better things to do than Continue reading →
The Gift That Keeps On Giving
What do you give the Baroness who has everything? Looking out across the rolling green hills of my barony and pondering the many treasures filling the rooms of my stately manor, that rhetorical question might turn intimidating. What indeed? Despite my vast wealth, collections of ancient artifacts, priceless jewels, rare art and mint, in-the-box Facts Of Life dolls, one person remains undaunted, undeterred and unafraid – my best friend, Gillette, a consummate giver of gifts. Continue reading →
War of Words
I handed my mom a printed copy of my blog post Killing Time. “Here,” I say. “Read this.”
“What is it?”
“Something I wrote for my blog.”
“Your what?”
“My blog. Remember? We agreed I’d print the parts you’re allowed to read so you wouldn’t have to see the stuff you Continue reading →
Pucker Up Buttercup 