Reveal When looking for love, start by tearing down the walls you’ve built against it.
Reveal When looking for love, start by tearing down the walls you’ve built against it.
If I could be guaranteed one person was reading this blog, do you know who it would be? (more…)
The long-awaited genre haiku roundup for December 2013 is finally here! Better late than never, I always say – I have my reasons but no excuse to hold it off for any longer, so without any further delay, here goes:
To date, the December challenge has received an epic 51 responses from a variety of talented haiku hackers, old and new. Haikus are so brief, I bet you could get through them all in one sitting! This month, Lathrop Preston of Laith’s Ramblings even went so far as to paraphrase The Hobbit in nineteen haiku, with a guest submission by Cimmy of Cimmy’s Stories. That is an epic read unto itself, and I’m so glad he stuck through and finished the project.
The complete Hobbit Haiku is posted here:
HOBBIT HAIKU, THE JOURNEY ENDS? | LAITH’S RAMBLINGS
With a little more than two weeks to go, this month’s Genre Haiku Challenge is biography, and we already have ten submissions. A biography haiku is so simple, and the person can be anyone in the world; who could you haiku?
Also, a note on submission: I’ve recently changed the settings on this blog so that comments can post for up to ninety days from the date of posting, so feel free to link up to any previous challenges.
Lighten Share your happiness, lighting a thousand candles from the flame of one.
According to a story from the Bismarck Tribune’s website, For some, flood insurance rising, homeowners in the Missouri River floodplain may soon see a serious rise in the cost of their flood insurance premiums.
Because quirks help us determine friend from foe!
Because the most practical route between two points is a straight line, not a hop.
I’m certain I’ve mentioned before that my memory tends to be foggy going back to my childhood; but what I haven’t mentioned before is that I remember when my memory “switched on.” Coincidentally, I was about five years old at the time and we got … Continue reading The hero-less five year old
You like to look good, don’t you?
. . . because I’m almost certain that you have a favorite color.