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Teardrop
Mr. Harring flipped a switch on the wall, igniting all of the lamps in the library at once. Their soft golden light illuminated the thick Persian rugs, leather chairs, and Harring’s many books standing neatly on their walnut shelves.
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Idea You Can Steal 27: The Outsiders’ Cure
Long day. Long week. Busy month. No catchy intro. Apologies. Enjoy!
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Writing Prompts 21
Tis the season for pumpkin spice… everything. Here’s some writing prompts to enjoy with your favorite seasonal treats.
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Idea You Can Steal 26: Death in the Elevator
Publishing a post on Tuesday is a new one for me, but I wanted to get you August’s bonus idea before I get on the plane. Thanks for your patience. We’ll be back to the usual schedule next week.
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Idea You Can Steal 25: “I need to go”
So I’m changing things up this month and giving you August’s first Idea to Steal this week. Changing things up? Wait. You lied to us?! Sorry, all, but I need a little more to complete all of this month’s posts before my Montreal trip. In the meantime, here’s a meaty story idea for you to…
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Writing Prompts 20
Traveled recently? I’ll be taking a trip to Montreal later this month. So August’s Idea to Steal will be coming earlier than scheduled.
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The Sword in Lake Mitchell, Part 5
Awareness broke slowly. Kaelyn lay flat on her back, surrounded by softness and warmth. If it weren’t for this, she felt like she would spread out and melt into a puddle. She knew she was waking up because her right arm stung.
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Idea You Can Steal 24: A Warrior’s Oath
So my town is in the middle of a heat wave right now — close to 100 degrees (Fahrenheit) every day. So, I haven’t been able to enjoy the sun as much as I’d like to. Hope the weather where you are is much more pleasant. Rants aside, here’s your story idea for July.
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Writing Prompts 19
I hope all of my American readers had a happy Fourth of July. Here’s some writing prompts to keep your summer groove rolling.
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The Sword in Lake Mitchell, Part 4
That evening, Kaelyn walked out to Lake Mitchell. The water rippled, calm and black. Phobos was already high in the sky, and Deimos was rising above the trees. Twilight was fading fast. She wasn’t usually out this late, but the sooner she did this, the better. She found her rowboat in its hiding place. She…