Sharing Sunday
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Sharing Sunday – Hydrosensual
Ahhh, I do love it when my persistence finally gets through. I’ve been cajoling my writer friends for pieces from them because they all have such beautiful imagination and the world needs to see what’s happening inside their brains! I have writers, poets, singers, fashion designers and so many more but they’re all terrified of sharing their work. I’m not sure why, maybe they’re trying to find their feet, but nevertheless it doesn’t deter me from cajoling them. Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by the lovely Jan. She comes across as intimidating when you first meet her because she’s loud and exuberant but quickly you realise that is part of…
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Sharing Sunday – Jorja’s Poem
This weeks Sharing Sunday piece is one by a family friend of mine. His daughter, Jorja, has Angelman Syndrome and hasn’t had the easiest of starts to life but that doesn’t make her any more beautiful. I’ve watched her grow from a baby and it’s astounding at how tall she is and how gorgeous and room brightening her smile is. She truly is a joy to be around. I should warn you, this poem made me teary, so make sure you bring some tissues along for the ride. Leave Vange a message in the comments and if you’re interested in helping find a cure, reach out, educate people, it helps.…
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Sharing Sunday – Cheeseburgers and Werewolves
Here we are again! Another Sharing Sunday, this week we’ve got ourselves another American. Tegon wrote his piece as it was inspired by a friend…52 years old who was terrifed of a the dark and possessed a real fear of werewolves and all things that go bump in the night. As it turns out, while a work, he his food everywhere and would secret it out during the course of the day to feed his never satisified hunger…his favourite treat…cheeseburgers. I hope you enjoy the piece. Leave Tegon some love in the comments guys. Cheeseburgers and Werewolves Saturday, October 25 1958… Shortly after my twelfth birthday, my Uncle, who I rarely…
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Sharing Sunday – Drugs Were Involved
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by Zack (and he’s an American, yay look at that DFA’s second American!) Drugs Were Involved is the second chapter in his psuedo-noveL, a series of short stories loosely attached to one another. The premise came from a lingering through he’s had – a sneeze so mighty it sends the person into an alternate reality. Without further ado, here it is! Give him some love and enjoy the read. Drugs Were Involved I have devised a means of hitchhiking through the multiverse. Drugs were involved from the start. If this threatens my credibility with you, so be it. It began with a nasal infection. Through careful studies I…
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Sharing Sunday – The Gypsy Curse
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by Susan again! This is an excerpt from her series Astro’s Adventure. The books are based on the lives of real dogs and cats. They’re a bit zany and a little whacky but oh so great. The basis of the books in the series is raise importance for animals in shelters and a percentage of the sales go towards Susan’s local animal shelter. She’s currently working on the 7th book! Check out a link to her site down below. The Gypsy Curse An Excerpt In the front seat of the Dog Catcher’s van a small corgi sat listening to the latest call. “Did you hear…
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Sharing Sunday – The Death Of A Loved One
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is a snippet of writing from an only buddy of mine. Jess is crazy talented but needed some coaxing. So leave her some love in the comments. Without further ado, here is her piece. The Death of a Loved One The night was silent. He had noticed nearly immediately the abrupt hush that had blanketed over the thicket as he entered. His muscles tensed and his ears perked as he settled into a sitting position, crossing his legs over each other. Bidzil listened intently; his dark blue eyes searched the hollow of the trees for any sign of abnormality. Just as annoyance began to fester…
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Sharing Sunday – In a Post-Alien Raid World
We have a repeat Sharing Sunday Dreamer in the mix. Andy has been all too kind to let me hound him for another story and here it is. I love what goes on in his brain, even if I don’t feel the same while editing things of his! Enjoy. Ps his title is a work in progress, don’t judge. Also leave him some feedback in the comments, he’ll get a kick out of that. In a Post-Alien Raid World In post-raid world life went to hell. Oh sure there were a few remote places, edges of the earth, that had barely been touched. They retained civilisation, government, freedom—but the rest…
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Sharing Sunday – Speed Bump Charlie ABC
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by a lovely lady by the name of Susan Day. Her piece is a poem from her children’s book she wrote last year! I’m envious, those things are hard to write! Speed Bump Charlie is her family cat in disguise, he leads a double life as the evil genius in Susan’s novel series. I hope you enjoy the piece, look out for more of Susan around the place too! Speed Bump Charlie’s ABC Welcome to my A B C, I hope you’re not going to be, A chicky-wicky, scaredy puss, A spineless, jelly-kneed wuss. You know the type that I mean, They run and…
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Sharing Sunday – Stolen
Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by Mikki, a darling friend of mine who is stronger than she looks and so intellectually beautiful it’s breath taking. Her piece, like most of what she pumps out, is gorgeous and flawless. I know she’ll think otherwise, as all of us writer’s do, but it’s the truth. I hope you enjoy it! Stolen Siobhan strides from the supermarket toward her car, her dark face clenched with embarrassment. She doesn’t notice the keys until they crunch under her shoe. “Jasmine?” she whispers, staring at the keys and a pink and white leather shoe lying discarded nearer to the car. Her daughter, whom she…
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Sharing Sunday – Dad’s Eulogy
I’m still waiting for a few people to send me their pieces but today for Sharing Sunday I’m sharing Dad’s Eulogy I read out at his wake. I don’t know how I managed to get through all of it without crying but I did it. Dad’s Eulogy George Panagiotis Kontos. It’s just a name, but the man behind the name is one that I’ve always struggled to put into words. He was kind, caring, loving, hilarious and a dork. Each and every one one of you here can attest to having shared a funny or dirty joke with him. He was the epitome of jokester. Most of all he was…