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Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. Small novels, big tales. About Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. Almost ( a second time). May 18, 2015. He swore, cursing himself for being conned out of fifty pounds to stay in the dark, damp, stinking, foresters home. The organisers, Spooktrail.com, had set up infrared cameras, microphones, and gadgets for detecting electromagnetic energy, and temperature changes, but the only temperature change was from the hot air generated by know it all’s, not spooks. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. Small novels, big tales. About Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. April 1, 2015. April 1, 2015. Aeron carefully put away the saw. He paged his team. Caddoc was already there and waiting, his backpack bulging with supplies, adding to his bulk built up from weight training. The morning had been bright, but weather quickly changes in the mountains, and spring is the silly season for the novice. Oh to be a fairy. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
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Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. Small novels, big tales. About Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. Oh to be a fairy. April 5, 2015. I bought myself some wings. To dress up as a fairie. I want to be those graceful things. That look so slim and purty. But as with all my bright ideas. That fall short on reality,. I guess this all will end in tears. Because of age and gravity. I tried them on and yes , I know,. Not a fairie, just an old crow! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
The Accused | Fibro Fog Flash Fiction
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Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. Small novels, big tales. About Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. March 27, 2015. 8216;She’s no angel! Santa had a poor defence. Standing for his photo, he pointed at the woman who wore a sparkly dress wrapped around a toilet roll, tinsel necklace, pair of wings and a halo resting on her wobbly ping pong ball head. His eyes pleaded with the angel. She sneered back from her smudged mouth, a crudely drawn smile from ear to ear, divided her chinless face. It traumatised the children. I did it...
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Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. Small novels, big tales. About Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. The Flip side of Competing. March 30, 2015. The Flip Side of Competing. The competition was canal themed. To my horror, the committee displayed the photograph flipped, to look as though I was lying down! The trophy, went to the newest member, and her chance snap of a duck, standing on top of another duck, who was standing, on one leg on top of a lager can. The caption read. If Carling did ‘Ducks and Drakes…. I did it my way.
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A Word in the Hand. January 16, 2016. Lisa had no idea why anyone would want to jog in the city, let alone in a tutu. The thought, bitter as it was, didn’t cause her to falter, or prevent her from breaking stride at the next mob of spectators to curtsey in their direction. It had a response date of Friday, she managed, uncharacteristically defensive. I couldn’t take the suspense. She blinked once, utterly bewildered, then turned to read the message on her screen as he explained. Yes, she said simply.
A dance at twilight | Alex Brightsmith
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A Word in the Hand. A dance at twilight. A dance at twilight. March 19, 2015. Or maybe they just got tired, as even I get tired, now and then, and draw away, begging for rest, trying to resist the pull of his deep brown eyes. Just one more dance, baby, what harm can it do? I have a presentiment then, as vivid as a memory, of a sudden catastrophe, barely comprehended, of a gas explosion or a bomb blast ripping through the pretty room. And I laugh at myself, for how could such a thing touch us here? You ar...
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A Word in the Hand. A Fire in the Blood. A Fire in the Blood. April 12, 2015. So here I am again. Three years of little fetch and carry jobs, of dirty, arm’s length, if you slip we never asked this jobs, of being an ear in the crowd, an eye on the wire. Three years nearly walking away, three years coming back one last time. Why do I do it? For the fire in the blood. And why do they ask? They’ve thieves as good, I know. Better thieves? No But thieves they can trust. They’ll not, but. And here he is again,...
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A Word in the Hand. February 24, 2015. Her stare is hard and level. Ten years from now it will give some hapless swain a lot of trouble, but for now it’s focussed on t he jar I’m holding. I’ve learnt to laugh at times like this, to say, of course it’s a trick, and wink. It’s better this way. Laugh first, and their laughter hurts a little less. The words are on my lips, but as the jar vibrates in my hand I see the sliver of uncertainty behind her stare. It’s better this way. I meant this for #. Click to s...
Echoes | Alex Brightsmith
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A Word in the Hand. February 18, 2015. I sat for a long time, thinking without words, hardly even aware of my own thoughts, entirely unaware that Gareth had joined me until he said softly. You’re missing your party. I managed a shrug of studied indifference. I don’t dance so much, any more. I would have been the first. He knew I meant it as an apology. I hadn’t always taken his dislike of my of that man well. The third. That’s why I was so sure. It’s a good job you were always such a rotten shot. You are...
. . . Alex Brightsmith | Alex Brightsmith
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A Word in the Hand. March 5, 2012. I want to tell you a story. No, scratch that . . . I want to tell you a whole lot of stories. I want to tell you about mistrusting, mistrusted Kathryn Blake – traceuse, pickpocket and cat-burglar – the girl who got into Kimine’s machine on the ground floor, and smashed it all to Hell. I want to tell you about Mirabella of the Untouched, and what happened after she failed to commit suicide-by-contact . . . That’s here: http:/ www.goodreads.com/author/show/6...If you enjo...
Untethered | Alex Brightsmith
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A Word in the Hand. March 23, 2015. It’s just the mist, he said. The encouragement had faded from his tone through many repetitions, though he still forced a smile. It was not the mist, but I could not tell him so. In thick fog I might have stepped boldly onto the bridge, but the mist was torn into streamers, and dizzying glimpses of grass and rock and surging tide made my vision harder to ignore. He took my elbow impatiently, but still I could not explain. Inspired by # VisDare. A dance at twilight.
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A Word in the Hand. Behind These Walls – a Human 76 story. June 18, 2016. Old bonds were fading, and new peoples were forming, settled peoples able to defend their own, nomad peoples inured to loss, all manner of peoples. There would always be Searchers amongst them, all the same, as long as there were people such as the Prometheans to prey upon the weak. but Ghabrie is not […]. For a Maiden Fair. June 4, 2016. Don’t stay late. May 25, 2016. Never to be yours. February 29, 2016. His voice startled her, a...
Buy me | Alex Brightsmith
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A Word in the Hand. Has appeared in two novels, Viennese Waltz. And Find the Lady. Which are available from all the usual places (here’s a few of them: Amazon.co.uk. You can also find out more about Jinavail of the She-Bear. In the Anthology Club collection Cutthroats and Curses. Read three midwinter tales of mine in the J.A.Mes Press anthology Tales by the Tree. Or find out how Chrissy Finch fits into the fragmented post-apocalyptic world of Ghabrie in Human 76. Want to know more? To her potential emplo...
No never, no more | Alex Brightsmith
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A Word in the Hand. No never, no more. No never, no more. February 27, 2015. It was only a pebble from the stream, bright ‘n glistening in the sunshine. When I showed Ethan, in spite of knowing he’d tell, it was ‘cos I hardly thought anyone’d care, ‘cepting it was pretty. I think of it sometimes in the sunshine, all soft ‘n yellow ‘n gleaming, but I never can see why they were scared of it, or of the strangers they said’d come after it. I’ve been away from VisDare far too long. Here’s the prompt. You are...
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Fibro Fog Flash Fiction | Small novels, big tales
Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. Small novels, big tales. About Fibro Fog Flash Fiction. August 12, 2015. August 12, 2015. I see the violence every day. I avoid, keep out the way. If I lie low, be good and meek. I may survive another week. I feel the tension, taste the fear. My heart races when they’re near. All it takes is a word out of place. A misunderstood order, a vague face. I’m just a child, I have no voice. I’m a nothing, have no choice. Who can I turn to, wish I knew. Who will help me, if not you. 8216;...
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Fibromyalgia in 365 Days. Walking Thru the Pain. May 20, 2015. My point is this Even thru the pain and exhaustion, it’s so liberating to get away from the day to day monotony of suffering. Plus it’s exercise! I write this to let other fibros know that there is hope, you can get better. I know this because I did, I’m living proof. Not perfect, but better. May 13, 2015. They can’t see me. This is how it has to be. No one knows I’m here but you. So silently suffer thru. Screaming from the inside out. They d...
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A great WordPress.com site. It’s part of a cluster of symptoms known as “fibro fog” or brain fog. May 4, 2012. The Symptom of Language Impairment:. Do you find yourself searching your brain for simple words that you can’t remember? Do you have problems writing or understanding language? You’re not alone! Language impairment is a symptom of fibromyalgia. FMS) and chronic fatigue syndrome. It’s part of a cluster of symptoms known as “fibro fog” or brain fog. Causes of Language Impairment:. 8220;I’m g...
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Jul 17, 2016. Espresso-Chocolate-Chip Biscotti and Cinnamon Biscotti. Adapted from Cooking Light Magazine). 2-3/4 cups all-purpose Flour. 3/4 cup regular or mini Semisweet Chocolate Chips. 2 teaspoons Baking Powder. 1 teaspoon ground Cinnamon. 1/4 cup powdered Instant Espresso or 1/2 cup powdered Instant Coffee. 2 teaspoons hot Water. 1 tablespoon Vegetable Oil. 2 teaspoons Vanilla extract. Cooking Spray (or line cookie sheets with a Silpat or Parchment Paper). 1 Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Turn out ont...
Diary of a Fibro Foggy
Diary of a Fibro Foggy. So, where am I going with this…? Sometimes, you need to do what’s right for you. It’s your health after all. A week with Quell. I’ve been tweeting a lot recently about a device called Quell , and whilst my @fibropixie. For technical info and all the science stuff, check out the Clinicians page. So, how do we make this as manageable as possible? Keep pain relief to hand. That I’ve ordered, and should be able to collect on Tuesday. Have plenty of distractions. So, here I am, celebra...
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Shining through the fog of fibromyalgia, with flair! Saturday, July 10, 2010. I need a change. Come see me at Fresh Berries. Wednesday, March 17, 2010. Well, that was an experiment gone awry! Good heavens - two days of isometrics and I could hardly walk! Hours and hours of phoning ahead (and many, many prayers) have reaped tons of blessings, including warm people and helping hands. I've got a house waiting for me that sounds pretty perfect and all the telephone numbers I could ever want. Relocating with ...
