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Reading fiction
Do you have a special place where you like to read? Is it somewhere that feels strange to be empty handed? The ties between what we read and where are sometimes so strong that it is difficult to change. Did you ever try to read say a business book where youd normally sit to read a novel? Did you struggle to get through more than a few pages? Our minds associate certain activities with certain positions and sometimes this can be difficult to break. Instead of trying to fight it, it may be better to find a location to suit the type of reading youd like to do. In this article, Im going to cover a few common venues and recommend reading material to suit.
By Benjamin george2 years ago in Fiction
Deer Sissy. Top Story - October 2023.
Cain't say no to a challenge from Heather! This is for the Write me a letter challenge. Deer Sissy, I jes thot I wood rite and ketch you up on things since you bin gone. By the way, this is me, just so you don't have to wait til the end to figger it out. Momma sez hi, and told me to hurry up cuz I gotta change her bath water soon. I guess this will be a short letter.
By Dana Crandell2 years ago in Fiction
You Can Do Magic. Top Story - October 2023.
“You're the one that can put out the fire, you know darn well when you cast your spell you will get your way-” “PanDan, if you don't get your lollygagging tookus down here this instant and help us out, you'll get nothing for Samhain! And stop singing, you know how it might affect things!”
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Fiction
The Book of Ronald
In the land of Uz there was a man named Ronald. Nobody ever called him “Ronald,” though, only “Ron,” and that was when they didn’t call him “drunk bastard,” or “there he is! Get ‘im!” Ronald drank so much that beer wasn’t even able to get him drunk anymore, a fact of which he was deeply resentful.
By Patrick Juhl2 years ago in Fiction
The Circus Witches
”Wickety wompety whoomp, this spell is to make them poop. They’ll be distracted, they’ll be on the toilet long lasted, it will be fantastic. Every time they get up, more will come out of their rump, and this shall last three days,” the coven chanted.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Fiction
Lela: Black Beauty
A young black woman rocks in her chair as a stylist works on her hair. The light-mood conversations between them elicit giggles and laughter often. The stylist steps back once in a while to assess her work before resuming to fix whatever she noticed. The door opens and a man in a dapper suit walks in and grabbed her coffee cup
By Pore Camara2 years ago in Fiction
