Meredith Harmon
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Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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The Wave and the Particle
“There it is. I see it now. Come here, you little.. Hold still, this is going to be tricky.” Like I could disobey? My head and torso might as well be locked in vise grips, and the meds held me even more immobile. What muscle twitch? They might as well have used Botox. Maybe they did.
By Meredith Harmona day ago in Humans
Choosing the Bear
I wasn’t expecting this. I had to go into town for eggs. Normally, Bessie and Judith and Norbert give me enough that this is never a problem, but for some reason they all got broody at the same time. The fact that there’s a handsome pheasant hanging around the cottage, strutting around like he’s “actually a peacock you know.” Yes, he actually said that. So of course the hens are clucking away. Not that anything will come of it, of course, but, the instincts die hard.
By Meredith Harmon28 days ago in Fiction
Myrmidian Murmurs. Honorable Mention in Craft Over Catharsis Challenge.
“Put those down. You won’t need them on this assignment.” I swear, if one more person, place, or thing, told me that my new plans for streamlining the mining operations weren’t necessary, I was going to scream with frustration.
By Meredith Harmonabout a month ago in Fiction
