Category Archives: Creative Writing

Cottage Country

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Cottage Country

Photo: Sandy Morrison | Post-processing: Greg Glazebrook

Dulled by the trolley’s rhythm,
I drift through fragmented memories
of past summers in Canada.

Lazy days spent at the lake.
Endless trees, evergreen garlands,
strung between water and blue clear skies.

Sunday snoozing in the back pew.
Choir hymns rippling through
waves of vanilla scented candles.

Those who have flocked here,
Explorers, seeking truths
for which there are no answers.

If ever there was a place to believe!
Even for the briefest of moments
before the colours turn.

Fading through the back window…
Leaving only our ghosts to greet
the chalk white snows of winter.

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The Coming Storm

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The Coming Storm

A weathered and worn windsock,
taut on the peak above.
An unheeded warning
to the hazy milieu below.

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Conflated is the vapour
that escapes your cruel grasp,
devoid of oxygen we once shared.

Sharp wit and candor weigh ––
heavy like the suffocating
crush induced by the snake’s coil.

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Panic bells chime within,
beckoning my getaway
before the coming storm, but
I cannot leave her behind.

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The Golden Gate

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The Golden Gate

“Hey lad, you look like a smart fella. You see that bridge?” the stranger asked. “When it was built it was a marvel of modern engineering. A bridge suspended from cables above. Unlike other types of bridges, it was designed to sway in the event of an earthquake. I reckon when the big one hits us it’ll be the only thing left standing.”

“Talk about full-blown tour guide, mister. Are you trying to sell me the thing, you sound like a salesman for Christ’s sake.”

“No, but while we are on the topic of sales, I do have some oceanfront property in Arizona. From my front porch, you can see the sea. If you buy that from me, I’ll throw the Golden Gate in for free!”

“Must be some property if you’re putting golden gates in? How much do you want for it.” The lad asked.

“Whatever you got…” the man said wearing a grin from ear to ear.

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3. Revenge: The Beast 1

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3. Revenge: The Beast 1

Securing the beast’s loyalty would be a momentous feat, she thought as she entered its lair, but weeks of ruminating over every detail wouldn’t matter if she couldn’t choke back her screams…

The Revenge Series

<< 2. Revenge: Best Served Cold

4. Revenge: The Riddle >>

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Nipaholics Catnonymous

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Nipaholics Catnonymous

“Alright big man, where’s the fatnip?” Fluffy meowed, jonesing for a Christmas morning ride on the roomba.

Mr. Whiskers looked on from atop the curio, his tail flicking back and forth as he watched her frantically scramble from stocking to stocking looking for the meowie wowwie.

Unknown

This wibbleweed nip-trippin’ was becoming a problematic stain on the family name plus she was getting too close to his c-nip stash, it was time for an intervention.

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The Job Interview

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The Job Interview

Marc eyed the empty spot, but parking enforcement circled like a vulture sensing his desperation, waiting to swoop in and take whatever remained the moment his broke-ass pulled in.

He’d spent his last two and a quarter to acquire the morning coffee needed to calm his anxiety and provide the jolt of courage he needed to survive a 10:00am job interview; none of which would matter in six minutes.

As he pulled around the block again he could feel his lips curl, as luck would have it the spot was still empty and the pesky meter maid was nowhere in sight.

His right side signals flashed as he pulled past the spot, slipped the stick to reverse and began working the vehicle into the vacant space.

He was forced to slam on the brakes as he watched a convoluted movie scene unfold in his rearview; another car barged into his spot, front-end first, no signals, and horn blaring into the morning air like a divine “fuck you” screaming at him from the heavens.

Marc stepped through the storefront door at 13 minutes past ten, his interrogator, the same monster in high heels who had jumped from the demon vehicle and flipped him the bird stood at the front counter tapping her clipboard in annoyance as she waited for him to arrive.

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The Ring

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The Ring

He brought out the champagne with a blush,
“Bottoms up!” It was down in a rush.
Before he could sing,
She’d swallowed the ring,
Now they gather to scrutinize each flush.

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2. Revenge: Best Served Cold

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2. Revenge: Best Served Cold

Her fingers stroked the rough-hewn thirteenth-century leather cover. Ancora had outdone herself, Lilith thought.

She flipped until the hand-bound pages fell to the spell she sought. A grin formed as she skimmed the incantation. Lilith wanted to recite it but the bookseller had warned of dangerous consequences. Forbidden to ask for assurances she would need to manipulate the beast into believing it offered to protect her freely. Revenge would have to wait.

The Revenge Series

<< 1. Revenge: Spells and Curses

3. Revenge: The Beast 1 >>

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A Boy Named Luck

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A Boy Named Luck

There once was a boy named Luck
Whose folks didn’t give a… HOOT.
“Go jump off da pier
‘n don’t come back ‘roun’ere!”
But they didn’t have that kinda luck.

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Looking for Love In All the Wrong Places

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Looking for Love In All the Wrong Places

“Hey girlfriend, u make it home last night?”

“I did, no thanks 2 u!”

“Yeah, we bailed. You’d run off with that guy anyway.”

Amalie had been down this road before. Her friends insisted she was going about finding someone the wrong way. She was beginning to concur with their sentiment. The guys were always long gone before she woke up.

“Another vampire drinking from your fountain and bolting before sunrise?”

But this time it was different…

“Nope, still here 😊 and OMG it was ❤️ when he suggested brunch! Gotta run bitches…”

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