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He used a fork, Sam didn’t

This is an edited version of the original. It’s about the same length, but I think it now reads better. Sam was finishing his after-school peanut butter and jelly sandwich when the phone on the kitchen counter rang. Sam answered, unraveling the phone cord. “Hey Mom. Thirty-five...

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Leap of passion

We all know what “leap” means but I still had to look up the definition. And, in blogging fashion, I plucked out what I cared about and disregarded what I didn’t (’cause I don’t care about other’s feelings… Ok, I really do).  The part I cared about for...

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One on None

“I don’t know, where do you think we should send her next year?” I answered. From the other end of the room my wife walked through the door, “Who are you talking to?” I slowly turned to look at her standing inside the doorway, staring at her for a moment perplexed...

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He used a fork, Sam didn’t [old]

This is the first version of this short. I’ve rewritten it a bit and I like the new version a lot better. Sam was finishing his Friday after school peanut butter and jelly sandwich when the phone on the kitchen counter rang. “Hello,” Sam answered, unraveling the phone cord...

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No moving time for me (children)

Today’s writing prompt: If you could slow down an action that usually zooms by, or speed up an event that normally drags on, which would you choose, and why? This was an easy one, almost too easy. Nearly six weeks ago I had surgery on my left shoulder and I’m in the midst of the...

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