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My Scattered Stones: January 2012
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And He answered and said unto them, "I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.". Sunday, January 8, 2012. Sunday Scribblings - # 301 Normal. I think that for the potential emotional load, this is one of the most overlooked words in the English language. What do you think of normal. They used to talk to him and include him. Now he walked home alone. Whatever happened to normal. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. The mission of this blog is ...
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My Scattered Stones: May 2015
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And He answered and said unto them, "I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.". Sunday, May 31, 2015. Magpie Tales # 272. Photo by Toni Frissell. With My Final Breath. I changed into my night gown. I had to remove the tags. I bought it for a little change of pace. For months I had been using a practical pair of pajamas and was warm and cozy. Jack lay next to me then. All was right with the world. I waded in. The water was still warm from a sunny day tha...
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My Scattered Stones: December 2013
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And He answered and said unto them, "I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.". Thursday, December 19, 2013. Three Word Wednesday 121913. Find the instructions for Three Word Wednesday here. Adjective: Ready or eager to fight; pugnacious. Adjective: Slow-moving or inactive; lacking energy or alertness; slow to respond or make progress. My feet hurt. My back hurts. I can hardly move." He threw his hat on his chair with a sigh. How was your day? I am only app...
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My Scattered Stones: 2014 Book List
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And He answered and said unto them, "I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.". Thursday, March 13, 2014. The Bone Season by Samantha Shannon. The Enchanted by Rene Denfeld. My Gut wrenching book of 2014. The One Eyed Man by L.E. Modesitt Jr. Rescue Mode by Ben Bova and Les Johnson. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. As I come to terms with the desire to write. More of 'chris's books ». Amy Meyer - Truth Fiction and Faith.
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December | 2011 | From the heart...
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From the heart…. Archive for December, 2011. 10/12/2011 @ 12:11 AM. 183; { Creative Writing in University. I’M WHAT YOU’D CALL a sensitive guy. I’m the guy who actually liked the cooking classes in high school. I’m the guy who hid his tears during a chick flick. I’m the guy who actually. Chick flicks. I’ve always wanted to help people, no matter if I got money for it or not. I volunteered at all kinds of soup kitchens and old folks’ homes. It took all my self-control not to follow them in. I shook my...
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March | 2010 | From the heart...
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From the heart…. Archive for March, 2010. 30/03/2010 @ 6:04 PM. 183; { The Kat and the Animal. Ah, Mr. Crane. Good morning. Daria walked towards his desk. Morning, Daria. Here are all the papers I signed and looked over. Please give them to the appropriate people. Jack focused his attention to the computer screen. Very well. Sir, did you have a good weekend? Yes, thank you. How was your date with your husband? He took me to the. It’s my favourite restaurant. She smiled widely. He sighed. Must I go? He ha...
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May | 2010 | From the heart...
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From the heart…. Archive for May, 2010. 30/05/2010 @ 8:12 PM. 183; { The Kat and the Animal. The atmosphere stifled Jack. He sighed. Kat asked, seemingly enjoying herself. I’m a guy. It’s a mall. Need I say more? I know guys who like to shop. I’ve never even GONE shopping. No For good reason. A random man bumped into him, barely mumbling an apology as he rushed on. Jack shook his head. Well, I’ll make it fun. Come on, let’s go in there. She pointed to a dress shop. It even has a sale. May I ask the event?
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Discovering Trust | From the heart...
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From the heart…. 10/12/2011 @ 12:11 AM. 183; { Creative Writing in University. I’M WHAT YOU’D CALL a sensitive guy. I’m the guy who actually liked the cooking classes in high school. I’m the guy who hid his tears during a chick flick. I’m the guy who actually. Chick flicks. I’ve always wanted to help people, no matter if I got money for it or not. I volunteered at all kinds of soup kitchens and old folks’ homes. It took all my self-control not to follow them in. I shook my head and continued my work&...
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November | 2011 | From the heart...
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From the heart…. Archive for November, 2011. My Home – Song Lyrics. 11/11/2011 @ 9:25 AM. 183; { Creative Writing in University. Walls hanging pictures,. Windows open wide,. Stairs bearing little scars,. Places I can hide. Tears like the raindrops. Falling from the skies. And I know I belong here,. I know I want to stay. I know these tender moments. Will never go away. It’s here I feel safe,. It’s here I always know,. I love this place called home. Dark, abandoned hallways,. Empty rooms laid bare. Then c...
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Chapter 14 | From the heart...
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From the heart…. 25/10/2011 @ 6:51 AM. 183; { The Kat and the Animal. Kat chuckled as Bugs outwitted his foes countless times. Poor Daffy, though not the bunny’s adversary, always ended up hurt. Jack stirred at her feet and stretched while yawning, fangs easily seen. She smiled. Morning. He grunted then curiously looked at the TV. Suddenly pain swept through his eyes. Nothing. He shook his head as if trying to throw something from his mind. It just reminds me of the orphanage. The day continued with much...
