Category Archives: 2017

Photo finish Friday: “Break time”

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Some days you catch the Friday and some days, the Friday catches you.

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Haiku to you Thursday: “Tea kettle”

Your image returns, /

a tea kettle’s whistle: /

loud, whiny, undone.

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cARtOONSdAY: “‘tHE’ pROCESS”

The writing process

How does yours match up?

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Monday morning writing joke: “The right block”

Genie: “You have one wish left.”

The writer thought about it for a few minutes. He looked around the bar. He had already messed up twice and didn’t want to screw up this third wish. Finally, he said, “I want to forget my writer’s block.”

“Is that your wish?”

“Yes, I wish to forget my writer’s block.”

The genie disappeared in a puff of smoke. The writer paid his bill and left the bar, happy to know that he would now be able to write again, once he remembered where he lived.

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Photo finish Friday: “Azalea in winter”

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December 15, 2017 · 4:24 pm

Haiku to you Thursday: “A thousand stars”

A thousand stars wake /

in your smile each morning /

each bright with passion.

 

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Monday morning writing joke: “Bounds”

Q.: Why did the physics writer break up with the biology writer?

A.: Because there was no chemistry between them.

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Haiku to you Thursday: “Only one”

Love hangs on a cross, /

the object of endless quests. /

The hero does not.

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Photo finish Friday: “Action”

Recycle?

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Haiku to you Thursday: “Turkey”

Pieces of eaten bird. /

Crumbs of rolls and pumpkin pie. /

Second coming scouts.

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