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Al Ashcott wrote a new post
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I have a lot to catch up…ugh, why can’t I be two people in one? Oh, are they all short standalone stories, or an ongoing series? The tags on them are different.
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Hello Kay!
There is a part 1 and 2 of the Mummy Issues series, each novella containing 10 chapters. So, this is the 10th chapter of Mummy Issues II. Sorry if the tags are a little confusing, it’s confusing for me, too LOL I’m new here, so I have to figure out how the site works 🙂
So, if you want to read Mummy Issues II from the beginning, you should start with chapter 1 OUTLAW.Al
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Crimsin wrote a new post
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Passionately penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. I saw Rob Zombie with Fear Factory in concert in 1998. Great show. Appreciate you.
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This is sweat and stage-light devotion—desire roaring through amplifiers and shaking your ribs.
You kneel to the myth but keep your edge; the hunger is raw, but the awe is real.
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Fia Naturie wrote a new post
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Nah, I identify as a scraggly ol pine tree. LOL. But I love the sentiment expressed in this write! It is very clever with the ideas and imagery. it gives us hope!
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Beautifully penned, Fia. This is a lovely write my friend, always a fan of your musings. Appreciate you, cuz.
Damian
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Oh damn, girl! This is a brilliant piece of writing. Not only the idea of roses, but each stage and facet of their existence…and we are indeed like them! 🌹
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It’s a shame we can’t be new roses longer. We get older and look back at how we could have dome things better. But alas, we start to wilt and time goes on until we are dust once again. Good one Fia.
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My grandmother (my mom’s mom) had rose bushes in her backyard and roses often found their way onto the dinning room table. I would help her sometimes with weeding and tilling the soil around the bushes. It was a fun job getting my hands dirty and listening to her tell stories of her life. Your poem reminded me of her and some pieces of my younger self came alive as I read. I think Fia, if we keep those memories in our minds we are always young for they make us who we have become.
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This is quite a refreshing piece.
My Grandma was called Rose and I was named after her.
I admire your connection to nature and the surroundings.
I find this exquisite and delicate in its own way.
Peaceful and pleasant read. x
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Very muchly enjoyed from one end to t’other .. I guess I should have started at the beginning of what I imagine is an ongoing story but I wanted to see where you are coming from & now of course have some idea .. Kindest of regards & all good things, my new found multi-lingual literary friend .. Neville