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How to Conquer an Interdimensiomal Time Demon
So, you've decided to wake up and be a human being again! Our felicitations to you for your astoundingly good investment. Here at Lawrence Enterprises, we appreciate your patronage, and we hope to assist you in the set-up and use of your new (or refurbished) life.
By A. S. Lawrenceabout a month ago in Fiction
~Tinkerbell's Letter to Cousin Shee!~
07/07/0001 Dear Cousin Shee, Hi, It's ME, your favoritesss cousin 2nd cousin twice removed Tinkerbell, Here I am writing back to you! I am so excited about having this opportunity as I had gone pretty far in giving up hope that I would ever see or hear back from anyone there back at home in Tinker Town! I want to start with saying THANK-YOU cousin Shee for NEVER GIVING UP on me, and finding where it is that I might be, and Thank-you for then going ahead and sending a MAP to HELP ME FIND MY WAY BACK to Tinker Town!
By Jennifer Cooleyabout a month ago in Fiction
Care Instructions
Thank you, for agreeing to watch my animals again. I understand last time, how difficult Lucy made the experience for you. Lucy really is a good dog, granted she has her corks but I know once you learn to navigate her eccentricities the two of you will get along splendidly. Hopefully, these instructions will help with that learning curve, so this transition will be uneventful while you’re together. Let’s start with instructions for Ruby Bubbles care, being a cat she is by far my low maintenance pet.
By Susan Loblawabout a month ago in Fiction
A Bright Ribbon in Darker Times
A flower in a pot, a card and Heroes sweets in Morrisons brown paper bag warm the spot behind the door. I pick them all up, stunned, after reading his message, “I dropped a little something on the doorstep for you.” We are not lovers, not even friends.
By Moon Desertabout a month ago in Fiction
The Man Who Always Fixed the Chair
There was a chair by the window in my childhood home that never stayed broken. It wasn’t a special chair. Wooden, plain, slightly uneven. One leg shorter than the others, so it rocked if you weren’t careful. Over the years, it cracked, loosened, and complained every time someone sat down too hard.
By Salman Writesabout a month ago in Fiction
Coming of Age
Over the last five years, life in the Bay State seemed to be in a constant state of turmoil. Tariffs on glass, lead and several other items were responded to by the colonists with boycotts. Unrest grew to a fevered pitch until, on March 5th, 1770, the Boston Massacre occurred. Three years later, a group of men dressed as Native Americans boarded a ship and tossed its cargo of tea into Boston Harbor. Their action was dubbed the Boston Tea Party. It was easy to see how a fourteen-year-old boy who lived twenty miles from the big city could be easily confused by the state of the world.
By Mark Gagnonabout a month ago in Fiction
The Rules That Kept the House Quiet
I didn’t know about the rules at first. I only noticed that she moved through motherhood like someone walking across ice: slow, deliberate, always listening for cracks. She was careful, but it didn’t look gentle. Her carefulness felt more like holding something in.
By Lori A. A.about a month ago in Fiction
Miss Persephone's Manual to a Seemingly Ordinary Life. Top Story - January 2026.
Miss Persephone was found at the dining table, her blue eyes swollen, her tears arriving and retreating like the tides of the ocean. Earlier that day, her family had visited her in the retirement home where she had lived for eight years. It was her eightieth birthday.
By Imola Tóthabout a month ago in Fiction
