This may be late. Maybe this was not the day I expected. Never expect a particular kind of day. Causes trouble. I've written story number four. You know where it is posted should you be interested in that sort of thing. This story is about romance--or the misuse thereof. Thanks to those of you who …
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Maybe No Passion Whatsoever
The world may benefit from my stories...but that's a bit hard to believe, isn't it? Somewhere in my subconscious must be the belief that sharing what comes out of my head is a good and interesting thing. What evidence is there for this grandiose thinking? The rejection letter received today reads: "Thank you so much …
Maybe There Are Ghosts
You may believe in ghosts. I've never seen one. My mother thought she might have seen one--although not on the night she spent in the cemetery. Maybe this is why I'm interested in graveyards. My mother spent the night in one, and how many people can say that about their mother? Now my mother dead, …
Maybe for 31 Days
May begins. Maybe I can't do what I set out to do. Well, what I set out to do is be a published & read author. There are too many factors beyond my control for that. More immediately, I've set out to blog every day and write a short story too. During the month I'll …
The Reading World
La-di-da-la-di-di. In a teeny-tiny way I'm publishing something. No agent! Just wordpress. Ah wordpress, letting the rabble speak. Anyway, I've fussed with my fiction blog--The Imaginary Lake--and added a few fairy tales from last year's Story-a-Day challenge. Read something if you've a mind to. And that is all for now, lovely reading world.
The Fictional World
to the visitors of lakebelle.blogspot.com This post is to acknowledge that lakebelle exists in my imagination and in cyberspace but on no real world map. The three characters come from novels--novels by me. Paul survived being seventeen and in love in The Blue Jar. Linnie did her best to save the doomed heroine in Drowning …