Kendall Defoe
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Teacher, reader, writer, dreamer... I am a college instructor who cannot stop letting his thoughts end up on the page. No AI. No Fake Work. It's all me...
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8.2 Seconds
They say it takes 8.2 seconds for a guy to fall in love, and I’m sure that they were thinkin’ about moments like this when them guys did their researchin’ and studyin’ of the topic of love. And I was in love. I knew that this was just another jam on the highway – every damn Monday like this – but I guess the stars aligned or somethin’ and I got a glimpse of her. It was a nice way to start off’n the day.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Goldilicks
Link to the challenge: Note: Well, you all know the story. A girl ends up in a house trying out the food, furniture and the like while bears discover that their property has been tampered with. I just discovered a new way into this one that may suit the purposes of the challenge.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Free Cone Day!
Call the roller of big cigars, The muscular one, and bid him whip In kitchen cups concupiscent curds. Let the wenches dawdle in such dress As they are used to wear, and let the boys Bring flowers in last month's newspapers. Let be be finale of seem. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Feast
In the Ring?
My Word: Relationship The Challenge: “I’m so glad Sheila decided to share your story with me. She said that you had to deal with some shit guys out there and now and then throw salt over your shoulder for good luck next time... I promise, I am real, and won’t lie about who I am… I just take my shot and hope not to trip over my words…
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Flex. Top Story - April 2024.
My Word: Weightlifter The Challenge: “To lift is a gift,” he thought. Life only goes around once and you cannot wilt while the wheel turns and you just flit from… He had to focus on the weight that he added to the tree of iron surrounding him.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Fletch and the Man Who
2024 is turning out to be a pretty ugly year. There is the continued war in the Middle East (when isn’t there one, you might say; so cynical), price inflation for basic food items (priceflation is an expression I will not use after completing this piece), there is the election noise of the various parties up here in my beloved Canada…and down below. Our parties seem to grow quickly, like mold in a basement. And I tend to wonder why there isn’t more growth in that noisy basement I refer to as the United States. I tend to ignore politics until it is trying to take more money out of my wallet, or asking me to care…or entertaining me on the page or screen.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in BookClub
