In response to Writer Wednesday Challenge - Back to the Old House

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I stood there and peered through the fence watching the cutest boy in town making a spectacular dive into the town pool and melted. The summer had begun and I had yet to make decisions between sitting at home reading my…

           "You know, I told Santa what I wanted for Christmas and it definitely was not…

The dictionary states that the word shopping is an intransitive verb that means: "to examine goods or services with intent to buy”.  I seldom shop much anymore but the chance of going holiday shopping in my dictionary means:  “mass examining of lots of goods with some intent to buy”.



Last Saturday within 3 minutes of Target’s 8 am opening I was manned with a cart, ready to journey down the many aisles beckoning me like cheap flashing motel signs. I…

I can't remember how old I was when I started watching the Charlie Brown holiday programs. All I know is I can still quote a lot of the text from each particular show with tears in my eyes.

Charlie Brown reminds me of a lot of people I walked through life with. They were not sure…

Writer Wednesday is a new Zoomers.ca feature where we issue a weekly open call on a particular theme or subject that our community of bloggers are welcomed to participate in.

If you're a blogger that's interested in getting a handle on your craft (or even connecting with an audience!) then this is definitely the challenge for you.

How Does It…

The first TV program I remember watching as a child was the Mantovani Show and not only was it boring but it was in black and white. Because we lived 14 miles from the Vermont border in Quebec we were lucky to be able to receive American television but my family insisted on progressing from…

                     Loonie Writer Wednesday Round-Up:What I made from the Dollar Store

Since Zoomers is busy this week we the bloggers have come up with a fun writing challenge called



                                   

"What I Made from the Dollar Store"



If you have a recipe you have made with ingredients from the Dollar Store- or some craft or other…

Alice read the personal ads that had been thrown down on the floor by the bed. She knew that Bob’s mind was living somewhere else these days besides inside their 2 story home. Putting on her glasses she slowly began to read them until one grabbed her by the throat and did not let go.

"Attractive athletic guy with a fun down to earth personality and…

Once upon a time, public display of 'word' consisted of writing content in bathroom stalls or on walls. Sometimes walls could talk and gossip would get back to us later about who wrote what where and why. Our thoughts were written down in personal diaries or letters that were sent and kept in a box for posterity. Things were whispered and kept in private and only years down the road would you find out things you wish you would have known sooner.

Now the "wall" that…

In 1962 I officially became a Beatnik at the age of 11. There were no official notices, no immediate black clothing; I just got up one morning and started to write bad poetry and that was that. The primary inspiration was the fact that my father said that Jack Kerouac was a bad influence on young people. That was enough for me and I admired how he angered some people in “On the Road”, telling everyone they were going to die. Kerouac was very popular where I lived in Quebec because his…

Yesterday morning I woke up with a start and the pulsing of the alarm seemed to infiltrate every inch of my brain.  As soon as I put on my slippers I “fell out” of them and the cold concrete floor suddenly became home. As I turned on the stove one of the burners caught on fire and I had to think quickly. Was I in my right mind or floating around in some other universe? I was acting exactly like I was on some sort of mind numbing drug.

Having never been into the drug scene…