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Winter 1862 No. 13

  In the year of 1862, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was split by war.  This is her journal; these are her journeys.    Dear Brothers, You may recollect that as children you teased that I talked “just to hear my head rattle.”  That may...

“I See Imaginary People”

I have an office, which is an abandoned bedroom leftover when my middle daughter moved out to attend MIZZOU.  Sometime ago, I was overheard muttering as I deleted several thousand words I had written a few days earlier. “Who are you talking to,” my wife asked as she stuck...

Autumn 1862 No. 12

  In the year of 1862, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was split by war.  This is her journal; these are her journeys.      Dear Brothers, My letter has been written, my condolences said, and I am stuck with no action to distract me...

“And The Winner Is…”

A couple of weeks ago, I shared with you that I had entered a flash fiction contest sponsored by my local Writers Guild.  I entered my flash story called “1968” and, I won.  The members of the Guild were the judges, so I read several of the entries and...

Summer 1862 No. 11

In the year of 1862, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was split by war.  This is her journal; these are her journeys.        Dear Brothers, I have lost whatever sense of optimism I may have possessed at the beginning of this year.  I fear...

Six Word Story Challenge

Six Word Stories . Ernest Hemingway, with one of his most brilliant or possibly his most obnoxious ideas created the six-word story. The six-word story is simply that, a story written using no more than six words. Here is the most famous written by Hemingway: “For Sale: Baby Shoes,...

Spring 1862 No. 10

In the year of 1862, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was split by war. This is her journal; these are her journeys.     Dear Brothers, March is here and spring has truly blessed us with its presence.  As the days lengthen and the sun seemed...

Spring 1862 No. 9

In the year of 1862, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was split by war. This is her journal; these are her journeys.     Dear Brothers, Do not be mistaken, the snow is still deep and the mountain paths we walked to pick berries are still...

Flash Fiction – 1968

From time to time, I am invited to compete in writing contests. I have never done so, until now and I thought I’d share it with you. My submission is for a “Flash Fiction”contest. The piece can be no longer than five hundred words, must use the included photo...

Summer 1861 No. 8

In the summer of 1861, Johanna Cardiff was becoming a young woman; her country was preparing for war. This is her journal; these are her journeys.   Dear Brothers, I have concluded I live a dual existence. Tonight, I sit on the front porch, the same front porch father...