The following stream I have broken up into a prose but if put all together it would look like a long, continuous single sentence paragraph. This stream is as I wrote it with all its grammatical naughties and no-nos. But I did correct misspelled words The new lines are not random in choice but are… Read More 5 Min Stream of Consciousness
Stream of consciousness writing is nothing more than clearing a space setting a timer and writing – without stopping, without punctuation and often without much sense or subject matter. The following stream I have broken up into a prose but if put all together it would look like a long, continuous single sentence paragraph. The… Read More 3min Stream of Consciousness
“I had another demon morning this morning, Doc. ” He wasn’t a medical doctor but he had a Ph.D. and Kristie had called him Doc from the first time they met. “I was on mental overload with all those stupid doubts and suspicions. Ugly little insane things they are.” Those things she referred to had… Read More Demon Mornings
Old pens and inky sprays. Weathered tips dance bout the days. Mental spews and fractal thoughts, Tie up the ends with spidery knots. Words emerge, a noun, a phrase, Sentences flow like grasshoppers graze. Paragraphs roll over mountainous cascades. So this is the way stories are laid.
-A Frau Totty Knochenspiel Story (2069 words) Now, Nora lived alone. She was still young and beautiful but very independent. Some of the village men had shown an interest but never got very far along from friendly conversation with her. There was not long after the incident with the boy that Nora had been approached… Read More The White Rooster’s Foot (Part 2)
-A Frau Totty Knochenspiel Story – (2078 words) For the witches of Fenwick the black chicken or goat or rabbit or any animal black in color was considered of great luck. This stemmed from the ancient knowledge that the cat of black coloring was always of great luck. Such associations always bleed into areas close… Read More The White Rooster’s Foot (Part 1)
Hand of Glory – The little rabbit who changed the future. (1500 words) A great battle was about to take place in a meadow of summer wildflowers. The daisy and buttercups, wild wheat and sorghum were not interested. The lady bugs went about their business, nary a thought given to the mass of men flanking… Read More The Hand of Glory
Stories of a Word Pearler 