Six Sentence Story – Investigate

A ghastly, ghostly tale in six sentences.


Joining in with a Six Sentence story at Girlie On The Edge’s weekly blog party.


It was 3 AM and Jill sat straight up in bed, sure she had heard an eerie noise, the hairs on her arms tingling and her senses hyper-focused on the sound that had just roused her from a deep sleep.

Apparently, her husband, snoring away beside her, was unaware or unconcerned.

Inhaling deeply, but quietly, she felt around the floor for the moccasins she’d kicked off before getting in bed last night.

Slipping them on, she grabbed the baseball bat they had laughingly placed under the bed for such a situation, as if it would ever really happen, and went downstairs to investigate.

Jill tiptoed from room to room, barely breathing and hearing nothing but the hum of the refrigerator  thinking, “it was probably nothing, maybe just the sound of my own breath.”

She went back up the stairs, feeling quite ridiculous, but when she opened the door to the bedroom, she saw a white filmy cloud, a miasma of energy swirling above her husband’s sleeping form; that’s when she screamed.

Inspired by and dedicated to all those times we are awaken from a deep sleep by something.  I’m reminded of that children’s book by Mercer Mayer – Things That Go Bump in the Night.

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Ten Things of Thankful – Gratitude Abounds

I am thankful for texting.


Each week we gather to share gratitude at the Ten Things of Thankful bloghop, currently hosted by Josie.  I’m thankful every minute for the technology I hold in my hand – my iPhone.  Whether I’m snapping photos, talking to friends or family, or texting here and there (but not while driving), I am thankful.  Gratitude can be found everywhere, and I decided to share some text messages with you – ones that give and accept gratitude.

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Six Sentence Story – Shed

Did you say Six Sentence Story?

Each week Denise invites us to share a story in six sentences.  Sounds simple, but like all good challenges, not always easy.   I’m sharing her quote from Dorothy Parker, “I hate writing.  I love having written”.

Every day, an hour and a half each way, I ride a commuter bus to work.

When I’m not catching up on the sleep that eludes me at night or reading the latest download to my Kindle, I play a people watching game, without making any eye contact, of course.

Do you suppose the two ladies, similarly dressed in black trousers and colorful blouses, work at the same office, or perhaps they are taking the bus into the city to see a show today?

How about that guy with the mustache who certainly looks like he has a bit of a creeper aspect;  can’t you  tell by the cast of eyes when he turns his neck to watch the riders boarding?

I inadvertently meet the penetrating eyes of the grungy man as he makes his way down the center aisle,  wondering how he would look if he shed the plaid shirt and baggy jeans,  yet helplessly lost in the depth of intensity of his eyes.

Do you think he’ll take the empty seat beside me?



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Ten Things of Thankful -Jersey Shore Edition







Today, not the summer solstice,  marks the official beginning of summer at the Jersey Shore.  As a long time resident of the area I can tell you things will not be the same around here until after Labor Day.  The traffic is horrific and the prices soar sky high.  Lots of people with little care for the ocean environment and a large sense of entitlement descend upon our lovely shore towns – we call them Bennies.  Here for the benefits, without respect for the area.  In spite, or because of, summer is still my favorite season and my ten things of thankful this week are dedicated this time of the year.

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Six Sentence Story – Flexible

Life imitates art, or is it the other way around?

I’m a sporadic contributor to this blog-hop.  It’s not that I don’t want to join in each and every week.  It’s not at all that I don’t have stories to tell.  It’s not that I don’t want to share some of my stories (well, maybe just a little), but I discovered, through a conversation with Clark, that maybe there was another perspective on the process that might help.  You see, I contemplate the cue as the inspiration for the story each week and sometimes the story eludes me.   In his process the story is first, and he fits the cue into it.  Simple, maybe not easy,  but duh, slap myself in the head.


Clare entered through the garage that was always left open and rapped lightly on the door that led into the spacious home in the senior complex, opening it and shouting, “Hello, dad, I’m here”.

Her stepfather never answered;he didn’t hear well, even with devices to help, so she always wondered if this was the time she was going to find his ancient body at eternal rest.

She dreaded that time, and yet the thought of his peaceful passing offered some comfort and release from the reluctant care-giving role she had assumed because supposedly, her schedule was the most flexible, and she was closer in proximity than the other children.

They never expected him, after his triple bypass surgery and the passing of their mother, whose strength and practicality had kept the family together, to last this long, but he had surprised them all.

She walked through the hallway into the kitchen, listening for the tap of his cane as he made his way from the recliner, asking, “how are you doing, today?”

“I’m doing just fine.”


Denise offers a cue each week to a group of writers who share stories and writing styles.  No matter what the process or the cue, the rules are the same.  A story (poem, memoir, fiction or my favorite – fictionalized reality) in six sentences.


Ten Things of Thankful – Late Again

What Time is It?


Is Monday the new normal for Saturday?  Thankfully there is always plenty of time to link up with the Ten Things of Thankful blog hop and share gratitude with friends from all over the Blogosphere.   And we can thank (there’s number one) Josie for hosting and for leaving us plenty of time to share, late, early or right on time.

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Ten Things of Thankful – Retrospect.

Musing thankful.

There’s always plenty of time to share a list of thankfuls.  The party, hosted by Josie, starts each week on Friday and continues through to Tuesday.  I usually try to share my post on Saturday, but this week has been quite busy so here I am on Monday morning looking at the week in retrospect.

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