1920s Party — Three Things Serial Story

Teagan’s great 1920″s party.

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Three Things Serial 1920s Party!  

Welcome! Come on in — join the fun.  We’re all dudded up in our snazziest clothes, ready to enjoy great dancing, food, and friends.  Yes, it’s a Roaring Twenties shindig.  So in a comment, leave a link to your books, blog, or to your favorite 1920s food, drink, or entertainment. That’s what makes the party.

ape-tuxedo-cigarDon’t panic!  That really is a great ape in his tuxedo, getting the buffet ready, but it’s none other than Chris The Story Reading Ape.  He’s dishing up the fruit cocktail, and yes, that is made with bananas!  

That’s Tess with him, putting some finishing touches on the Swiss steaks.  I see Andrea Stephenson has brought a delicious lemon meringue dessert.  Thanks for your help everyone.  It’s looking mighty tasty! You’re the bee’s knees.  

(Excuse me while I answer the door…)  KathrynCome in —…

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The Old Fish with One Wish – a children’s story

A lovely story to read to a child.

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This is a bedtime story told by one of my Dragon Soul characters, Morgen, to a small boy named Aidan. You must read it in a dramatic voice (lol) and please feel free to share with little ones.

The Old Fish with One Wish

There once was an old fisherman who lived in old cottage with his old wife, and in the sand outside his front door, he flipped over his old cockleboat. Now, across the cove, lived a young fisherman with his young wife. They owned a grand house with a fine fishing boat moored in the deep water. Every day the old fisherman would row to sea and fish, and complain about the unfairness of life and how he wanted a pretty wife and a grand house and a fine boat.

Then one day the old fisherman caught an old wrinkly fish that he dropped in his leaky…

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Reaching out to Healthcare professionals and Drs.

Kawanee needs information on why her husband may have died. Please help if you can.

My husband went to Southern China in May. He was there 3 weeks from May 25th to June 16th. He lost like 20-30 lbs while he was there and then died the day he was coming home. they said it was Sudden Cardiac Arrest. He was in excellent shape, no heart problems, or blood pressure problems.

I was in shock and didn’t have money for an autopsy. He always watched his fat, sugar and salt intake, at home he almost a gallon of drank ice tea with lemon a day. I have texts of him complaining about having a hard time finding tea while he was over there. We joked about someone finally having done something worthy of all the tea in China.

Can you help me understand this? He was only 47 I have pictures of him on the day he arrived and 3 days before he died maybe…

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Changes to WP Reader~

All should read this.

https://en.blog.wordpress.com/2016/12/14/reader-refresh-2017/

I had to search to find this. Are you aware of the changes to the WP Reader? They are compressing and chopping posts in the Reader to accomplish what they call “streamlining” so the viewer can scan more posts more quickly while seeing less of your content in their reader. What WP is doing is giving your post much less than half the room it used to have in the reader, sometimes only two lines of text if you don’t have photos.

They are also now inserting blogs they promote in your Reader. So they are taking up the room they are saving by compressing your posts in the Reader with blogs you are not following and they are promoting.

This seems manipulative and non-transparent on WordPress’s part and not in the best interest of bloggers.

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UK Blog Awards – Voting now open! #UKBA17

Vote now. Sue tells about her blog.

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A little while ago, I mentioned… quite discretely and with absolutely no bouncing around on tables or wild whooping… that this blog, the Daily Echo, had been nominated for the UK Blog Awards.

The surprise was genuine… so was the honour. I did not know the person who had nominated me and I was utterly gobsmacked when I realised the email was not a joke.

The awards consider business, professional and personal blogs side by side. The prize is an opportunity to write professionally… and that I would like.

Having said that, the comments on the post I put out then were amazing…and I honestly felt as if I had already won the biggest prize possible. Which is why, when they asked me to write an overview of the blog, I included some of them. It is the people who come here and read, share, and take time to comment…

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THE DANGEROUS BEACH

 

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Here we are again another week. We’ve gathered this week at a beach to discuss our original stories. This is the Friday Fictioneers group. Our hostess for the gathering is the talented and gracious author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for each of us this week and every week is to write a story with no more than 100 words, not counting the title. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. This week’s prompt was provided by Lucy Fridkin, Rochelle’s friend since kindergarten. Thanks, Lucy.

To read the other stories by group members, just click on the link given below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link for this week’s stories is as follows:

https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2016/12/07/9-december-2016/

Genre: Fantasy Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

THE DANGEROUS BEACH by P.S. Joshi

Brad was enjoying his vacation on a small island off the South American coast. He walked down to the beach one morning and was surprised to find a local angler standing and examining some marks in the sand.

“Senor, if I were you I’d go back to the bungalows. It’s dangerous here today.”

Brad noticed the markings. There were drag marks as though a large fish had been pulled in. There were also handprints larger than normal.

“Why is it unsafe? What’s been here?”

The man turned to him and said, “Amazon mermaids.”

Just then, a spear barely missed them.

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A DIFFICULT CHRISTMAS

 

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This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–December 4th, 2016. Each week the host, Al Forbes. provides a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not counting the title and inspired by the prompt.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the link below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2016/12/04/sunday-photo-fiction-december-4th-2016/

Genre: Human Interest Fiction

Word Count: 199 Words

A DIFFICULT CHRISTMAS by P.S. Joshi

Marilyn stepped out onto the porch to a wonderland of sparkling trees, lawns, and rooftops. Frost was everywhere. It looked like a Christmas card.

She didn’t realize how long she’d been standing  there until numbness began setting in. Stepping back inside, she felt the warmth.

The furnace could heat her on the outside, but there was a kind of numbness it wouldn’t chase off, that of her dad’s death. It had been so sudden.

The hospital let him come home for the holidays. He lay down for a nap after lunch and never woke up. It was so unexpected, such a shock.

She told herself the numbness I feel now will soon leave to be replaced by pain. Her children were young and she had to hide the pain for their sake. She wanted every Christmas to be happy.

Her mother was another matter. She’d be living with them now and had Alzheimer’s. Marilyn had to take one day at a time.

There was still the Christmas shopping and wrapping and the tree to dig out from storage and trim. Her husband wasn’t one to celebrate holidays. It would all be up to her now. Somehow, gradually she’d have to get through it.

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