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Monday Mixer: No Regrets

I nearly never took part this week due to technical difficulties and I thought in order to stick two fingers up at spambots I would attempt all nine prompts. My first draft was 255 words! But here it is, nine prompts, 150 words.... i hope you enjoy it!
No Regrets Slumped, barely breathing on the craggy moraine, a gentle breeze washed over him. He opened his eyes, the planes remnants laid out like puzzle pieces, the canard intact, and gazed at the obsequious gulls as they floated on air.
Shuffling to lean against a mound resembling a tumulus, the thought chilled him, and he chose to think of it instead as a settee.
Friends had told him he was too old to fly, but he was an audacious character and had spent 92 years grasping life with both hands.
No regrets.
As his body shut down, his brain coped by creating a visage, a busy bazaar filled with his family and friends, some long gone. Scanning the crowd for her face, he heard the unmistakable sound as each stiletto trip trapped behind h…
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Inspiration & Hidden Message

Do you ever have those weeks that seem to have a theme? Where everything you watch or read or see almost always seems to be screaming the same message at you? Some people might say that it is because I have this theme on my mind that everywhere I look, I shall see it. Have you ever bought a new car thinking that you never saw many of those on the road, and then everywhere you go, that is the only car you seem to see? Do you think that your brain subconsciously looks out for patterns in things once you obsess for an hour or so about it? Is it in anyway linked to perception? I know I am asking questions that I don't have the answer to and that I haven't researched the answer to and that I may never know the answer to, maybe you know and maybe you can tell me? If you have a theory based on nothing but theory then tell me that too!


Okay, enough of the riddles, lets look at what it is I am ACTUALLY waffling on about, inspiration. I say inspiration but I know that can mean differen…
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FSF: Shadows

Its five sentence fiction time and I may have taken liberties with my sentences, but please forgive me and I hope you enjoy! ShadowsThe leaves rustled as the wind gently swished past them, causing Melody’s dress to flutter and threaten to expose her underwear, she quickened her pace and with one hand she held onto the side of her dress; pulling the fabric tight to one side so it bunched in her hand and the dress clung to her thighs. Although she could hear the cars that passed on the road nearby, the air itself seemed weighed down with an echoing silence, and she loosened the fabric slightly so she could move faster. She always stayed close to the road, to people and to noise as like many she was scared of the dark; she did not fear the dark itself but what could be hidden out of sight, what could cause those shadows that she often saw or imagined, what could be waiting there for her. She reached her destination, slightly out of breath, but with plenty of time and she released her skirt …
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RANT! Rant rant rant rant rant! (well somebody has to)

Long time sufferers readers of my blog will remember a few of my rants from before, it was something that was intended to be a regular thing until the rants turned into true travel stories and all annoyance with the world was forgotten and we joined together to laugh and ridicule this blogger and her antics....good times!

Only today, I made a mistake, I made a HUGE mistake, I may have made the BIGGEST mistake EVER! I may also be being melodramatic (who me?!) and blowing this all out of proportion BUT, yes I said BUT, this is something that annoys me to the point of wondering what hope is there for future generations when women...yes! women buy into all this rubbish that is spouted by magazines.

OK, so I am spouting but not really being specific, I shall be specific and maybe you will share in my horror and disbelief or tell me that its a sign of the times and I should just get over it.

Here is what happened, well, its my version of events.

It was a blustery April afternoon when Kate …
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#Monday Mixer: Victorious

Its been three weeks since I last participated in Monday Mixer hosted by Jeffrey Hollar at The Latinum Vault. This week was pretty tricky and I needed more words,but I cut it down to 150,

Feedback is always welcome as usual and here it is:

As Jeff accelerated around each hairpin bend he gripped the steering wheel for dear life, he was as surprised as the spectators that he didn’t lose control and veer off the racetrack that clung to the cliff edge. The car careened around the last bend and the wheels hit the ground with a thud. He was neck and neck with his most zealous competitor. Having competed against each other many times, Jeff had yet to win, and Neil’s paroxysm that caused him trouble on and off the track is what gave him the edge.Jeff was loathed to be another victim. Feeling seditious, Jeff opted to pass quickly on the inside; Neil had been weaving across the road in an ardent attempt to block him. Jeff saw his chance, never slowing, he passed and glanced across in time to se…
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Girls Best Friend: Part 15

Millie felt guilty about running off on Jay for a second time but he didn’t care about Elvis, he didn’t care that her employer was missing and he didn’t care about her, and so she pushed any feelings of guilt to the back of her mind. ‘Why did you drug me?’ Millie looked directly at Mark; she wanted to see his reaction to her question. Mark looked across at Millie, ‘I didn’t. That was Michael, he thought you might try and run off…pah! I guess he didn’t count on you having a partner. Are you going to tell me what happened?’ Millie ignored his question, and answered him by asking another, ‘How did you know where to find me?’, ‘I followed you, it wasn’t hard and he didn’t try to lose me, when I saw him leave I knew you wouldn’t be far behind.’ ‘What does that mean?’ ‘Nothing, I just know that when you were seeing him you didn’t seem happy and I didn’t think you would stick around and I wasn’t wrong...was I?’ She looked at him. She had thought she knew him quite well but it wasn’t until you w…
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Isletunna - Work in progress...

Yesterday I was whittering on a bit on Facebook about a story I had written part of during Nanowrimo, well I wanted to share with you how it is looking...feedback very welcome...and you might need a cup of tea as its medium length..

The force of each foot as it pounded the ground caused ripples along his thigh muscles and his bones vibrated in response.His pace was quick and even, but if he wanted to reach the gate in time, then he would need to find the energy to increase his speed. It was a daily ritual that he went through, a self-imposed challenge to see how late he could leave it and still make it through, and he hadn’t been beaten yet. As he drew nearer he could see the gap between the gates ever shrinking, he had to slide through sideways, and held his breath as he did so. He looked around at the steel box that provided a holding station for those waiting to return to Isletunna (his homeland beneath the earth’s surface). The box protected them from the unknown dangers that waited…
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The winner is....

Ok, so I told you all that the 5 people who entered had great odds and this morning I pressed the generate button on the random generator:


...And the lucky owner of number two (hehehehe) was none other than Lynn from The Grumbling Gargoyle! Once I have her address she will receive her goodies in the post including story related items, signed CD's AND a hand stitched ornament from Nina :D She is one lucky Gargoyle.

Once she receives the package (heheheh), I shall post some photo's here and maybe it will encourage you to enter my next giveaway....

Congratulations Lynn!
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Them & US: HIJKL...

It may not be daily...and I know you all are forgiving types...so here is my catchup of the weeks letters that I haven't done...from H to L...carrying on with US TV shows...

The letter H brought to mind two shows almost instantly; House and Happy Days. Very different to each other but both equally as good.

I watched Happy Days as a kid and that was where I first met Ron Howard and I have enjoyed his films that he has directed. I grew up on musicals and still love them and remember being pleased that he had been in one, The Music Man (great film by the way!). As its good to reminisce on occasion lets go with Happy Days.


IMDB says...The Cunningham family live through the 1950's with help and guidance from the lovable and almost superhuman greaser, Fonzie.

I dont ever remember him being almost superhuman, but very entertaining and the fifties epitome of cool. I would have watched the repeats of this show and I even remember watching 'Joanie loves Chachi' some time later (…
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Girls Best Friend: Part 14

Kate sat at her computer, poised to start typing the next part of Girls Best Friend, when it dawned on her that she had missed a week...would readers of this fictional series forgive her? She sat up straight, took a deep breath and began...


Millie wasn’t entirely sure if she was awake or still dreaming, and she really didn’t understand why she wasn’t fighting him, she knew he was hiding something but she felt groggy as if she had been drugged and decided it was better the devil you know as she sat down in the car and they sped off into the night, leaving Mark at the petrol station. Millie closed her eyes and slept.
Millie woke up with the hot sun beating down on her and for a moment was oblivious to what had happened. She stretched and rolled onto her back in time to see Jay stepping out of the shower, she paused and then turned back onto her side and stared out of the window, thinking it was best to act like she hadn’t seen a thing. When she heard his footsteps heading her way she clo…
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Random Post.

Just something random for those daily visitors, I hope it makes you smile :D

Angry was not a word that could describe how she was feeling. It was a good strong clear word but it didn’t encompass the rage that she was now feeling. She didn’t like the word rage, she associated it with crazy, and so searched her mind for something more than angry but less than blind rage…frustrated? Was she frustrated? Yes, of course that was part of being angry but it wasn’t more than angry, no not more. Disappointed? Was she disappointed? Yes, of course but that was only really for those who were mildly angry. And then as if by magic the word presented itself in her mind…Seething. That was it. She wasn’t angry she was seething but not quite in a rage, how could he continue to leave the toilet seat up?
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Missed #Monday Mixer

Due to the A to Z Challenge I was not able to participate in this weeks Monday Mixer hosted by Jeffrey Hollar over at The Latinum Vault.

However, I had a moment and decided to give it a go, I have used three of the prompts words and this piece is untitled.

Are you ready?


He awoke; peeping through eyes held shut by congealed blood and sweat and unabashed tears, he was surprised to find that he was still alive. Moving was almost impossible, each time he tried a pain seared through his ravaged body rendering him unconscious, and so he lay unmoving on the hummock and watched the day drift away.

He could only think of how much he wanted to move, to go somewhere far from the stench emanating from the marshland, far from whatever still lurked beneath the water’s surface, far from the insects that were banqueting on his open wounds, far from circumstance.

He still had a choice; to take the cyanide capsule and end his life now and be free from this pain or to keep fighting until he won. The only…
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Dark Fairy Queen Writerly Bridal Shower…..

Hello!

A dear friend Anna is getting married and we (a bunch of writers) have decided to honour the occasion with a some short wedding tales which will be merged into an eBook as a gift to the lovely lady.

I have chosen the wedding as the setting for my story....and here it is...

Flee, Fly, Flew By Marjie Myers (eBook = Yes)
Their legs were tired from running, the muscles throbbing as they tightened and released with every step, it didn’t seem like they could run any faster. The sweat dripped from their brows and their chests rose and fell. They gasped for air as they held their grip, fingers interwoven, and palms touching.

Merina fell to the floor in exhaustion and looked up at Dejaf, “You go…you are faster than me…you can make it…leave me…” His face, which at first showed concern, became angered, “NO! I am not leaving you. We started this together and we shall finish it so…I can carry you?!” and he lifted her over his shoulder and carried her.

Their pace was now barely faster than if th…
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Knowing when to quit!

How is the best way to start such a post as this? I guess I should go straight to the point and that is that I am no longer able to participate in this years A to Z Challenge.
Now if I had been better organized I would have all my posts written and waiting and I would need to do very little and not worry about it. Unfortunately, this is not the case, and I have so much going on that if I try to continue then it will all suffer instead of just one thing. So I leave all the A to Z’ers merrily beavering away, I wholeheartedly recommend you check out some of those participating, and I hope to see you here again regardless of whether its an A to Z post. If you are wondering what is keeping me busy; ·Lack of sleep ·Moving ·New Job ·Novel rewrites ·Flash fiction ·Girls Best Friend ·DFQWBS tale ·A play ·Music reviews ·Pending podcast ·And I won’t even begin to list the different stories I still have to get out of my head! Everything is happening all at once and things that I enjoy are suffering and so I am…
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PST: H is for...Hotels vs Hostels

Hotels vs Hostels
Now, I am sure there are some amongst you who will only ever stay in luxury Hotels and if I could then maybe I would too but I consider it a waste for me. Mainly because I am not too fussed about certain aspects, if its clean and there is a bed then that is enough for me. I can and do sleep anywhere, on transport, whilst walking (childhood habit), in a night club, literally...if I am asleep I am asleep. I also don't spend that much time inside I am always out and about from early morning 7.30am till late at night 10-11pm and so having a lovely luxurious room would be wasted on me.

I have found on my travels that Hostels vary a lot from country to country and are great places to stay for a budget traveller and best of all they are usually located in the the centre (or near to it) of everything that you might want to be close too. Some hostels you can have single rooms and its still reasonable.

What I tend to do is stay in hostels for those nights when I know that…
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Them & US: G is for Grimm!

I chose Grimm because it was the first to come to mind. Since starting this challenge I had remembered other shows but days after the post and so unusable so please bear that in mind :D

I began watching this on a recommendation from...could it have been Keebs over at Keebles World? Anyway, I started watching it and instantly liked it. Here is what IMDB has to say:

In modern day Portland, Oregon, a police detective inherits the ability to see supernatural creatures.

It is also given a rating of 7.6 which is pretty high and which I will agree with for now (as we have only seen one season or is it two?)


What I like
I like that it is based on Grimms fairy tales I like the vegetarian werewolf I like that it is a police drama first and sci-fi second.
What I dont like
The special effects. Some of the casting choices for guest appearances. That no-one notices that the detective liked to hang out in a caravan.
Other 'G' shows
Golden Girls, Growing pains, Glory Daze - I liked this a lot…
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PST: G is for...groups!

Groups
When I am talking about groups, I am talking about both travelling with an organised group and also taking part in a group activity.
I have never personally travelled with an organised group but I do know people who have done so and thoroughly enjoyed it. In some cases it has been a stepping stone to their own independent travel and I can see the benefits that it has to offer. If you want to travel but are worried about being alone then this is definitely an option worth considering. I have even considered it myself. The reason I havent is because I like to do my own thing on my own time and not to have to rush if I dont want to or stay longer if I dont want to...the control freak is back!
The other group, is the tour group, and when I went to New York I went on The Accomplice tour. It was a nightmare and I wrote about it in one of my New York Series posts (see page) - by nightmare, I mean I panicked and was ultra paranoid right up until the tour started and then had a great t…
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