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Blogging · challenge · Fiction · Word of the day

Something in the news…

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  She probably was the last one getting the daily newspaper delivered to her door in the neighbourhood. Walking back to the kitchen, she unrolled the paper as the coffee brewed. It rained outside, but she didn’t care… She was off from work, and didn’t have anywhere to go. She’d most probably just stay in…… Continue reading Something in the news…

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Kira’s Sunday Scribbles – Word of the Day Challenge

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Welcome to Kira’s weekly inspirational art piece. Let the whole picture tell you a story, or dive into the small intricate details to make one up! Write a poem, a fiction piece or come up with a picture or drawing of your own, that you feel relates to it. Feel free to copy […] via Kira’s… Continue reading Kira’s Sunday Scribbles – Word of the Day Challenge

Blogging · challenge · Denmark · Travel

Carnival’s in town!

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When referring to Carnivals, people will usually think about Venice in Italy, Mardi Gras, in Louisiana, or Rio de Janeiro in Brazil… But in May, every spring, Denmark holds what is said to be the biggest carnival in Northern Europe. This year, Aalborg (Denmark’s fourth largest city) was holding its 25th carnival, and I was lucky enough to watch the…… Continue reading Carnival’s in town!

Blogging · challenge · Denmark

Which Way Challenge – September 20th

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  This Which Way challenge is all about capturing the roads, walks, trails, rails, steps, signs, etc. we move from one place to another on.  You can walk on them, climb them, drive them, ride on them, as long as the specific way is visible.  Any angle of a bridge is acceptable as are any…… Continue reading Which Way Challenge – September 20th

Blogging · challenge · poetry · Word of the day

Burning Love…

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  Lay your turpentine blistering lips, on my self-consuming body… I yearn for a trail of Napalm kisses, scarring every inch of me. Burn, Bomb, Destroy! Annihilate, Ruin, Spoil… Smolder me and spread the ashes to the winds. I wish not to survive this journey of pleasures and sins…     Via today’s Word of…… Continue reading Burning Love…

Blogging · challenge · Fiction · stories

I am Debra…

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  He was a bit dizzy and far from steady on his feet. One drink… He only needed one drink to stop his hands from shaking. Beer, wine, cider, liquor… Anything would do the trick, he just needed it now. One hand pressed on the bed, to keep his balance, he pulled the wires attached…… Continue reading I am Debra…

Blogging · challenge · poetry

Inspiration…

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Elusive creature, writers’ best friend and worst enemy… When you’re hiding I escape to my furnished library… Snuggling a while in the warm arms of my favorite authors. Hoping my words will one sweet day also matter. Mysterious, untameable, volatile… Precious, uplifting and fragile… Every wordsmith’s locomotion, Never leave me dear inspiration!   Via Fandango’s…… Continue reading Inspiration…

Blogging · challenge · Fiction · Word of the day

On stage…

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  I’ve seen your number so many times… The music starts, skillfully picked to tease their appetite in the dark. Hands are clapping in the crowd even before the spotlight turns on to bathe you with its artificial light. You suddenly appear, all covered in glitters and shimmers, and the room goes crazy! People whistle,…… Continue reading On stage…

Blogging · challenge · Fiction · poetry

No thanks!

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  I could… I know you’d like it. Thoughts flying like knives, words hitting like a whip! You’re so self-centered, craving attention good or bad… Feeding your ego’s just not my bag! Keep dancing your cheap whining ballet, I won’t knit your name in an angry sonnet. Wishing you nothing but the best, dare you…… Continue reading No thanks!

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The bus stop…

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  He sat there for what could have been the hundredth time. Back arched over his notebook, rewriting the story to keep all the little details alive in his memory. He scratched the paper, relentlessly, filling the pages under the amused looks of pedestrians. He had long become the neighbourhood’s curiosity. The bus stop’s bench…… Continue reading The bus stop…