Author Archives: Alice

Turn Around

Don’t stand there on the cliff edge Telling yourself there is only one way. How can there only be one, when I have called to you for so long, waving and pointing to all the other ways to leave this precipice? My voice is hoarse. My arms are tired But I’ll keep standing here Waiting for you To stop telling yourself lies. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash […]

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13 Happy Things

Hey, I’m in the mood. 1. It’s been a cool summer here in Montana. Only in the last few weeks have we sweltered. 2. I took my fancy new camera to the 4th of July celebration in town and got these shots. It was my first attempt at night photography with this camera. Considering I’m still learning, I thought they came out pretty good. 3. Cold, crisp watermelon in the afternoon. Yum. 4. My new cell phone is great. It […]

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Ah Maria, How to Educate a Heedless Lady

Mr. Al’s take on Marie Antoinette, as seen by her mother, continues. I must beg forgiveness of all my readers for a mistake that I made last week. I said that Marie Antoinette was not born to be Queen of France. This was quite true. However, she had been pledged to to wed the Dauphin at age eleven. This should have given mom plenty of time to prepare her except for the fact that she actually got married when she […]

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Poll and TRP

Would you all mind weighing in on the current poll? It’s kind of time sensitive. And now for the Totally Random Pictures. These are my first two: I said in the comments of my last 365 that I’d be tossing these in now and then, sometimes with no relationship to what the post is about. I came back from a family bicycle ride to a beautiful sunset. I stayed home just long enough to grab my camera. Still, that was […]

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Bonk by Mary Roach p.209

“Can you imagine if I tried to get funding for a study that had masturbation in the title?” And then, quite unintentionally, Dr. Schroder delivered the ultimate masturbation-research sound bite. “Masturbation,” she said, “is a touchy area.” I’m still working my way through this one. Only 100 pages to go. It’s chock full of great sound bites, but most of them I can’t repeat here. In fact, I can’t even tell you why I kind of lost interest for a […]

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One Lovely Blog and Versatile Awards

Given by Sherrie:

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365/365 Shed

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Panty Thief

“Pervert! Jerk! Stalker! I can’t believe he’d do that?” ”What? Stole her panties? I don’t think that’s such a big deal.” “She was in them at the time!” Monkey Man hosts the 160 Character Challenge. See what you can write in 160 characters or less, spaces included.

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364/365 Store window reflection

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Jill’s Latest Kick

Jill: I took up yoga. Jack, you should take it up too. It’ll make you limber. Jack: I’m already plenty limber. See? I can turn my body into a triangle. Jill: You call that a triangle? Check this out. Jack: Whoah! You win. Today’s theme is triangle Previously in Jack and Jill: How Free? The rules for Photohunt can be found here. Be sure to visit the home page.

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363/365 Mr. Al

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Suzie’s House 173: Pobresito

“Pobresito,” Maria muttered under her breath as she took Drew’s hand. Had it not been for her and Todd, this fine man would not now be addicted to some strange new designer drug. He could have been back in that place he’d come out from, wherever it was, doing simple internet investigations. “What?” Toby moved closer, making Maria tense, and release Drew’s hand. “Poor man, I said.” “Is that all?”

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362/365 Drowning Trees

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Three Behrs

Baby Behr’s bed is as hard and cold as a tavern wench’s eyes. No wonder he favors blindfolds. Papa Behr’s kindness is soft and yielding though his devotion to duty is firm. Mama Behr’s bed belongs to a man. When all three reach for the prize, what’s a Goldie to do? The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the […]

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361/365 High River

Until a few days ago, the river has been much too high for the time of year. I’ve been expecting it to spill over the banks any minute. Really, we’re so lucky to have such high banks. There’s a bike path running along the river that never gets wet. Then it dawned on me that the reason the land on the other side of the path is so low is because the path sits right on top a levy. Good […]

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