Thursday Thirteen
Come enjoy all that is random! A. Catherine Noon Darla M Sands The Pack Rat’s Nest
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Thursday Thirteen
It’s that day of the week again. Come along and enjoy a list of thirteen items. Today, we’re featuring yogurt: A. Catherine Noon Darla’s Sand Castles
Continue reading →Flash Fiction Friday
Kick back with a short read this Friday… DM Sands on Nightlight A. Catherine Noon This is a blast from the past. I wrote this for a flash-a-day competition but I like it, and figured I’d share it today. Enjoy! … Continue reading →
Thursday Thirteen
Join us once again for an eclectic grab-bag of posts from the writers of the Writer’s Retreat as we experiment with the Thursday 13 meme. Enjoy! A. Catherine Noon Darla M Sands Debbie Cairo Nicole Gordon
Continue reading →Wiley Wednesday: The Minutiae of the Mundane
Every Wednesday, one of the writers of the Writer’s Retreat shares their thoughts on writing and the creative life. Topics range from how-to’s to inspirational thoughts about keeping the fingers moving on the page. This week, I wanted to share … Continue reading →
Wiley Wednesday: Change, Cheese, and Conflict
I’ve had the opportunity lately to come face-to-face with the Chinese symbol of opportunity = danger. In their written language, the symbol representing opportunity is the same as that for danger. The reasons are clear, but the emotional reality is … Continue reading →
Thursday Thirteen
We at the Writer’s Retreat like to participate in what is known as Thursday Thirteen, random lists of whatever strikes our fancy. Please check them out and let us know what you think! A. Catherine Noon Darla M Sands Lucius … Continue reading →
Thursday Thirteen
Happy Thursday! Come read for random enjoyment. A. Catherine Noon Darla’s Sand Castles
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Today, join us for a foray around the net as our contributing authors expound upon 13 things for Thursday 13: A. Catherine Noon Darla M. Sands
Continue reading →The Night Is a Harsh Mistress, Chapter 18: In the Belly of the Beast
Aleksandr Chernoff just smiled. “If you’ll come this way, Miss Carmichael? I’ve taken the liberty of having a light meal prepared. I understand you had to eat in a McDonalds.” He said the restaurant name with a faint sneer, as … Continue reading →