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Thank You for Bringing Me Home to Murder Me Slowly

Last summer the husband took our little family on a vacation to the beach. It was our kids’ first time at the ocean – the sand, the boardwalk, the greasy-wonderful-delicious-expensive food, henna tattoos, and hermit crabs. 859 more words

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Never burn down your bridges, Pappy used to say that. Well, I didn’t burn them down per se, just lit a few kegs of gunpowder under them. 583 more words



This morning I awoke, a father and a grandfather, but tonight I sleep, just a man.

This short story was written in response to the latest TipsyLit writing prompt:  40 more words

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Death Is For Amateurs

Nicotine’s tarry welcome slipped down my throat and made the world a better place.  Briefly.  I needed it.  I breathed fast and tried to calm my nerves.  632 more words

Creative Writing

Prompted: Choices, Choices -- Long way down

Yuu jumped to another grated walkway a floor below. Ill-prepared, she landed hard and cursed as her knees collided with metal. Hissing, she leaned forward against the pain from her knees and ribcage. 474 more words


Until death do us part

“How can you be STUCK?!” I sign laboriously, fighting against the rising tide of frustration lapping at the insides of my stomach.

Her eyes are terrified as she shrugs and indicates (wildly – I can’t even tell where she’s pointing) the location where she thinks the snag is. 462 more words


Prompted @ Tipsy Lit | The Pomegranate

This week’s Tipsy Lit Prompted challenge piece is about big risks. Enjoy, and remember – feedback always appreciated here at manuscripts & marginalia!

Note: Word count squeaks in at 499, right under the 500-word max. 517 more words