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Just Passing Time

Sadje has asked us in her Sunday Poser #208 – Making Money:
β€œMaking money from your blog is becoming easier, will you
take this opportunity?” Here is my answer to her question.

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Hippocrisy

Written for Friday Fictioneers where Rochelle
encourages us to write creatively in 100 words or less
using the photo below for inspiration. And would you look
at that! Today’s photo is one of mine! Woot woot!! Here’s my story.

Β© Nancy Richy

β€œOMG, Vern! People are starting to arrive. This is the most thrilling day of my life! Imagine me …. Hazel Heftybottoms …. a published author! I wonder how many of my friends will be here.

Oh no! Look who’s prancing down the street like a prima donna. It’s that cow Eloise and she’s wearing the same outfit as me! That pachyderm has really packed on the pounds! And provocative pink lipstick on her proboscis? What a slut!

I can’t believe she actually published her poetry book. What a pile of poppycock!

Yoo-hoo! Eloise D-A-R-L-I-N-G!! You look absolutely M-A-R-V-E-L-O-U-S!!

Mwah! Kissy, kissy!”

NARΒ©2024
100 Words

This is “One Hippopotami” by Allan Sherman

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Short Story

The Proofreader

Written for The Unicorn Challenge where we are
encouraged to get creative in 250 words or less
using the photo below as inspiration. This is my story

Dear God in heaven! How the hell I’m supposed to get through this book is beyond me!

I’ve been at it now for hours and I’m bored stiff. I don’t know who this guy thinks he is but I’ll tell you what he’s not …. a good writer! I’ve read menus more interesting than this rot!

Jeez Louise! I’ve come across some real clunkers in my day but this one is totally b-o-r-i-n-g. Haul out the woodchipper!

The owner of the small publishing business behind me, Miss Willow Everwood, is my boss; I work there as a proofreader and I really like my job but reading this book is torture. Miss Everwood spotted me dozing off on the chair and demanded I sit on the hard pavement to keep from getting too comfortable and falling asleep. She even said she didn’t want me rooting around inside until I was done with my job.

Well, now my limbs are as stiff as an old hickory stick, my noggin feels like it’s full of sawdust and my butt’s as hard as a slab of redwood. I swear if I have to keep reading this, I’m going to nod off right here in the middle of the sidewalk and start sawing wood.

If I had a rope I’d hang myself from the nearest tree! But I’m not about to get all sappy.

Well, good luck to this Tolkien guy if he thinks he’s going to make it with these creepy Ent people!

NARΒ©2024
250 Words

This is Rob Inglis with β€œEnts and Entwives”

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Short Story

Who Do I Think I Am

Today’s JusJoJan the 27th and
Stream of Consciousness Saturday
are brought to us by Linda G. Hill’s prompt
β€œI made the call.” This is my stream.

Β© Nancy

When I first started writing on WordPress, I printed out every story I wrote along with its accompanying graphic.

I filled five of the largest 3-ring binders I could find at Staples.

I was so enthralled with the fact that I was actually a β€œpublished author”! I felt my work needed to be immortalized in plastic.

For what? My 15 minutes of fame? To prove I existed and to share my brilliant thoughts with the world? To have something to pass on to my children and their children’s children?

Who the hell do I think I am?

Then the stark reality hit me: who cares? No child of mine is going to want these tomes cluttering their shelves;  besides, they’ll never find the time to sit down and read them. They’ll get tossed in a basket next to the recliner, with all the other good intentions. Soon they’ll be relegated to the basement or worse, the attic …. the black hole in every home.

I know what you’re thinking: β€œWhy not self-publish on Amazon, Nancy, and have pretty books to keep on your shelf (or in a box) instead of unwieldy, unattractive 3-ring binders?” Honestly, I know me and it won’t get done. I just don’t give a rat’s ass and those pretty books will end up as kindling or more β€˜stuff’ to be disposed of when I croak.

I suppose I can have them buried with me so I’ll have something to read as I become one with the earth. That’s a thought.

And so I made the call. Sometime during the summer of 2023  I stopped  printing out my stories. I now have a little more free time not to mention plenty of ink for my printer.

Anyone interested in five 3-ring binders of my stories? They’re going cheap.

You know where to find me.

NARΒ©2024

This is The Who with β€œWho Are You?”

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