by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 4. Write a story in six words, that’s the task.Here are a few drafts. Thrilled, they screamed themselves into oblivion.Twisting and turning, they screamed fearlessly.Soaring, twisting, diving upchucked his lunch.It rose; it dove, then...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 3. Early Sunday Morning Early Sunday morning . . . Sounds like a distant train whistle floating over the hush of my world at rest. Smells like the darkness of coffee in my favorite mug, warming my hands Tastes like crisp bacon and a slice...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
I was over on Molly’s blog the other day . . . She was sharing about her uneasiness in signing up for #SOLC19. Her words resonated with me and I commented — . . . I will be posting a lot of rough drafts. Perhaps I will “stamp” them “Rough...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 1#PoetryFriday On the valley floor, we’ve had pitifully little snow this winter. So when it was forecast off and on the past two weeks, a certain anticipation filled the air. Finally, on Tuesday, it began to snow. On Thursday, as I...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
I’ve said it beforeAnd it’s still true . . .I don’t know what I’d do without you. Happy Valentine’s Dayto the woman who isand always will bethe best thing thatever happened to me.–verse from my Valentine You know that moment when...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, ‘A whole I planned, youth shows but half;’Trust God: See all, nor be afraid! Robert Browning On Monday . . . I read a blog...
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