Tag Archives: pure imagination

Words ~ A Stream of Consciousness

Posted on December 9, 2014 by Jody

Words – I devour them greedily off the page. I always have. Some I take in quickly, voraciously (what a splendid word!). Because I simply can not wait for them to live inside me. Others I read slowly – out … Continue reading →

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Ode To Thanksgiving

Posted on November 27, 2014 by Jody

Ode to Thanksgiving Pass the turkey, pass the stuffin’… Of course, I’ll have another corn muffin! Mash potato, gravy, pumpkin pie… Eatin’ so much food, I swear I’m gonna die! Gonna eat this and gonna eat that… Does this muumuu make my ass … Continue reading →

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My Greatest Fear(s)

Posted on November 25, 2014 by Jody

Without shame, I admit I will use writing prompts when I feel the well of creativity is a bit dry. I love the phrase “well of creativity” so awesomely pretentious. I’m not sure I possess a well of creativity, but … Continue reading →

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It Happened One Christmas

Posted on November 24, 2014 by Jody

Nothing is, what it seems to be here. This picture is a fraud and that blonde moppet (who looks strangely enough like Carol Brady) clutching her prized Winnie the Pooh is a Bad Seed. Bad Seed: (noun) a person who is seen … Continue reading →

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Britt’s Story

Posted on November 23, 2014 by Jody

Yesterday’s story about Clayton was a practice exercise for an upcoming short story contest. This morning at 3:45am Britt woke me up wanting me to tell her side. I guess I’m not done with Clayton and Britt just yet. Britt’s … Continue reading →

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Back in the Rotation

Posted on November 22, 2014 by Jody

I’m tired of having to get used to new stuff; new town, new school, new kids and mostly a new dad, Clayton thinks to himself. Sitting on the bleachers, watching kids he doesn’t know, playing a spirited game of baseball. The … Continue reading →

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I Have This Theory

Posted on November 19, 2014 by Jody

If this relationship is going to move forward, I should warn you, I’m obsessed with primates… all of them; Gorillas, Orangutan  (It’s orangutan, not Orangatang!) and mostly chimps. I don’t know… I think I was an ape in a past … Continue reading →

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For Whom The Bell Tolls

Posted on November 18, 2014 by Jody

Apparently, it tolls for me. Is there any sound more taunting or frustrating than a clock chiming the passing hours as you lay there awake? If only our brains had an off switch. As you prepare for bed at night, … Continue reading →

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You Softly Touched My Skin

Posted on November 17, 2014 by Jody

Many years ago I took a creative writing class. It wasn’t for college, it was just an evening course that I thought would be fun, as I’ve always loved to write. That first night there was about 20 of us … Continue reading →

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A Story Told

Posted on November 17, 2014 by Jody

The stories told from here on out are completely true… or pure imagination. Sometimes even I can’t tell the difference. Writing is hard, but once in awhile I turn a phrase that feels good and I carry on.

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