Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Amelia felt blocked. She was dry as a bone. Nothing was coming, and she was beginning to fear that nothing would ever come her way again. Was bad luck dogging her every step? She couldn’t understand why. She was an adept rule follower, law abider, and dutiful daughter. That had to count for something. Amelia…
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Gil had been on the road for the last five days. Of course he had a GPS, a map, and an atlas, so he couldn't use getting lost as an excuse. He told himself a tale of self-discovery and wanderlust that he thought would impress the folks back home, but he knew better than to…
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It is a voice that does not stay in place. It sighs, and sometimes roars. The sound is high over head, and then in my face, moisture hitting my skin. The voice scolds me for leaving, and starts in on its rhythmic tirade: Slap you senseless. Slap you senseless. Hush. Hush. I try to explain…
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Sacrifice and salvation trailed two steps in the shadow cast by Evelyn Belmonte. Charity and compassion guided her actions. She never allowed a knock at the door to go unanswered, nor an outstretched hand to remain empty. Evelyn understood life was a balancing act, and treated the unseen with as much dignity as her flesh…
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Freedom to roam the wide-open spaces and to understand the choices I've made.Through motion of body and presence of mind, all things are possible.No obstacle insurmountable, even Time.
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Rebecca knew the word. The word was resolve. She didn't have any. Rebecca let another day pass in the house, fraught with drafts, and leaks, and plumbing that didn't work. A house falling apart, held together by promises. She finished packing a bag to spend the night in her car. Rebecca could always find a…
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With those new eyes I'm learning to use, I need to carve out more real estate in my heart to comprehend the images demanding to be seen. My brain is quick to label, judge, dismiss, move on. I need to tell it to take a seat. Morning ritual: 'see' my face in the mirror and…
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“Let me settle in first so I can make a nice spot for you.” I gathered scraps of hay left on the barn floor and mounded them up. I patted the pile, nodding for Solomon to lie down. He burrowed alongside me and I covered him in my shawl. As I closed my eyes praying…
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Nothing is black and white.If someone paid the price for saying:"That's not my job"there is a fine chancethat the statement was correct on at least one occasion. Sometimes, through the turmoil,a restless soul sees opportunity unfoldand walks away from concrete and steel. The country is a lovely place toraise children. When is it advantageous to…
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