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Writing Space
The sun doesn’t shine a lot back here, so it’s always cooler, much cooler, back here in the woods where the flowers grow. Read more
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DP Benches
To see the edges of the art deco bank covered in blue and green sparkles was something out of a snowglobe. Read more
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My Origin Story
We’ve seen you coming for a long time now. We cast the calling spell. We been waiting for you.” said Florie. Read more
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The Successful Gardener
I had a notion why the deer didn’t eat his flower salad. Read more
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Mom’s Road Trip, Revisted
Mom lost her mind and married Roebuck. None of the kids could stand him, but she was entitled to her midlife crisis, same as anyone else. Since his house burned down on their first date, something about gunpowder gun cleaning equipment and an explosion, such a catastrophe, that they moved to Texas soon after they…
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Lotsa Dollar Surprise
I left the windows on the car open when it got hot in the summer. Mom and Dad always did, so I figured I better too. The car was so hot a dog would have died if I’d have left it in there, a kid would have too, open windows or not. Our parents left…
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On Writing…
If you’re doing your best writing, you’re always on the cusp of embarrassing yourself.” –Arthur Miller I’ve been tasked to write my Author’s Mission Statement. It’s in the brainstorming and drafting stages at this point. I’ve stolen phrases from other writers I know. I’ve stuck fancy words in it and wrangled them around to make…
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My School Family and Friends
It must be the year thirty-eight, thirty-nine, or it could be forty of my teaching career.. I felt good when I walked onto campus this year until I found out my friend, the head cook, wouldn’t, couldn’t be back to work. She has terminal cancer. She seemed fine at the pool this summer. She did…
Devonne Brown 