A hillside rave
The rookie leafs, shiny smooth and green, bask exuberant in the moment.
not to be confused with Peer Gynt
A late spring snowfall has the tulips wandering about in confusion.
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4 of 5 stars to A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett goodreads.com/review/show/10…
3 of 5 stars to Insane City by Dave Barry goodreads.com/review/show/10…
'No one I know can read the words I am writing now.' children's fantasy BEKKA OF THORNS wildchildpublishing.com/index…
'I've ridden spiders. Purple ones! So the likes of you don't bother me a bit,' I boasted.
'Climb aboard then, sonny,' hissed the spider. #oz
the evilest robot, a dada poem at dochortonsloondiary.com #dada
'How do I find Oz again?' I asked.
'Return through the Labbimist or come with me and my horrible fangs,' grinned the giant white spider. #oz
Some New (and Old) Ideas for Reading and Writing wp.me/p3Lwy8-D4 via @pernilleripp
'Where am I then?' I asked.
'Nowhere near you think you are, and that's a fact,' said the giant white spider. 'Ever heard of The End?' #oz
'What part of Oz is this?' I asked the giant white spider.
'This ain't no part of Oz, sonny,' it answered in a scraping rasp of voice. #oz
A fine noir sentence - A cigarette girl, clad in a handful of sequins, tried to sell me a souvenir program - Len Deighton The Ipcress File
3 Easy Things to Try That Will Make a Big Difference wp.me/p3Lwy8-D2 via @pernilleripp
I confess my eyes were wondering, and to them in this white of white glade appeared strolling through the trees a giant white spider. #oz
The Carefree Daffodil, a 200 word fable at bekkaofthorns.com #fable
Battle of the Books by Sherry Gick wp.me/p21t9O-1BS via @CBethM
The forest was a silent shock of white. White leaves, white trunks, white branches. And grass grew white, white, white all around. #oz
4 of 5 stars to Dear Cary by Dyan Cannon goodreads.com/review/show/10…
Ain’t It A Shame thespohrsaremultiplying.com/f… via @mamaspohr
Girl's Gone Child girlsgonechild.net/#.U9EgZeBg…
The Tallulah Bankhead Headdress Kwiz, dada at dochortonsloondiary.com #dada
I wasn't where I was before being captured by the Labbimist. A grove of white trees, limb and leaf, surrounded me in silence. #oz
So My Kids Did a Reading Challenge and All I Did Was Lie...Almost wp.me/p3Lwy8-CV via @pernilleripp
'JC? Fine lad. Always scribbling in that book. Ever in the company of his pig and his dog and his little sister.' livingstonpress.uwa.edu/htm%2…
Out! Rolled free from the Labbimist in a wheeled bucket jiffy. Giggling, Hat dumped me and retreated into the fog. Now where was I? #oz
4 of 5 stars to The Ipcress File by Len Deighton goodreads.com/review/show/10…
rejected noir titles:
Death Wore A Truss
Midnight Begins On Thursday
The Case Of The Poisoned Gun #noir
Careening through fog in a wheeled bucket, a jiffy pushed by an invisible giggling thing named Hat, was unusual, to say the least. #oz
In Defense of Boredom wp.me/p3Lwy8-CR via @pernilleripp
4 of 5 stars to The Naked and the Dead by Norman Mailer goodreads.com/review/show/10…
Something rammed me at the knees from behind. I toppled back into a green sort of bucket. It turned out to be Hat's jiffy. #oz
'I'll have you out of here in a jiffy,' said Hat, the tiny voice. 'I'll get it.'
'Get what?' I asked.
'The jiffy, of course,' said Hat. #oz
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