Monthly Archives: October 2009

Prompt – FROG

Posted on October 31, 2009 by pdxwriters

Frog. Prince. Frog. Prince. Frog. Prince. When you’re young it’s possible to love someone madly one day — he’s a prince! And to despise him the next — the toad. Ideally your man will become a frog prince. Not because … Continue reading →

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Prompt: Lost and Found

Posted on October 31, 2009 by pdxwriters

“I once was lost but now I’m found,” Carla sang, not loudly, at the back of the church. She stopped, let her mind travel from Uncle Bob’s funeral. She thought about God’s Lost and Found, wondered if He had a … Continue reading →

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Prompt- Most Scary Experiences

Posted on October 29, 2009 by pdxwriters

Laurel Canyon. Just the place itself -it’s full of history, myth, legends, stories. And right across from the old Houdini mansion, right off Lookout Mountain- was the house. It was owned by an old man-Parker Cole, who let all us … Continue reading →

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Herbs and Salt – Adolescence

Posted on October 16, 2009 by pdxwriters

Sam tugged the edges of her blue, one-piece bathing suit down a little farther to cover her butt cheeks and smoothly rolled over onto her stomach. Her red Coca-cola beach towel was hot and rough against her cheek and through … Continue reading →

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Prompt: A Compass

Posted on October 16, 2009 by pdxwriters

It was dark enough now that sight was irrelevant, probably inhibiting because she was trying to see, putting so much effort into willing to see what was in front of her that she was ignoring her other senses. This was … Continue reading →

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Water of Love

Posted on October 11, 2009 by pdxwriters

I swim with you in the dark water, entwined, sliding beneath the waves, drowning. I love you in the steaming water, moisture like glass beads, floating in shadow, slippery as a seal. I love you in the alley rain, face … Continue reading →

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The Cold Winter has Come

Posted on October 3, 2009 by pdxwriters

The cold winter has come. Rose hips red, bejeweled, dip in the wind, blood on snow. Firs dark on white cast snowy mist upon the wind and icy panes, crystal ticking glass in the morning light. Deer step lightly through … Continue reading →

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Fall

Posted on October 3, 2009 by pdxwriters

Jennifer’s Thursday Evening Group Short free-write FALL Autumn light angles amber through the blinds, striping rumpled sheets, warming floor for dozing cat blinking, stretching, dust drifting like snow. Autumn light on entangled limbs, dozing, quiet breathing, sounds of passing cars … Continue reading →

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Girlfriends

Posted on October 2, 2009 by pdxwriters

On a dark and stormy night, back when the market was screaming hot (so I frequently worked into the evening), I ducked in to Sungari Pearl to order Chinese takeout. A while-you-wait Grey Goose martini with olives and a twist … Continue reading →

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Musical Prompt: Bela Fleck, Flight of the Cosmic Hippo

Posted on October 2, 2009 by pdxwriters

Sneaking behind pillars in a camel-colored trench coat, collar up, tan brimmed hat down over his eyes, Mr. Sasso stalked Mrs. Bettle. He knew she did not have his best interests at heart. He had overheard her in the telephone … Continue reading →

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