Archive | April 2017

Led astray?

a dancing delight of a tale!

Tallis Steelyard

dancing class

If you listened to the gossip whispered behind fluttering fans, you’d be convinced that Yale Belom was a philanderer of some standing. Yet between ourselves, a more loyal family man never drew breath. Yes he had his weakness, but his was more that he tended to say what seemed good at the time.

He had at one point described himself as a poet. The cruel might say that it was a stage he was going through; but I think that would be too unkind. To declare yourself a poet is to lay claim to an honourable estate. I almost remember one of his poems. It was short and called ‘The Artisan’s Lament.’ With the passing of years all I can remember is that he managed to produce a complex internal rhyming scheme which rhymed ballcock, stopcock, buttock, pillock and instruct, in a poem barely two lines long. I know at…

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Insulin, Pancreas’ And Cures Oh My!

A fabulous writer, a bittersweet (true) story., gifted to us by one fabulous little lass!

Aoibha Walsh

My levels are low, I’m starving, I’m full, I’m freezing, I’m warm, I’m everything.

The above are basically what a type one diabetic could feel every single day. For those of you who didn’t know, I’ve had type on diabetes for six and a half years and let me tell you it can be a right pain in the butt. I started out with having to give myself up to six to nine injections a day. Each before every meal, limiting the amount I could eat, no snacking without checking your levels on a blood glucose meter etc.

Type one diabetes occurs when the immune system attacks the insulin producing beta cells in the pancreas. While that happens, the pancreas starts producing less and less insulin resulting in the blood sugar levels go high. This is called a “honeymoon”. It is often dangerous if not been diagnosed soon.

Four years…

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This entry was posted on April 19, 2017. 1 Comment

‘Nough Said

Andrew Joyce

It’s 3:07 a.m. and I am thinking of you, my love. I am also thinking, How did I ever get myself into a mess like this? I am hiding in a culvert—a cement pipe—under a farm road I found myself on; I am a hunted man. Still, my thoughts are of you. The water flows around my ankles, and it is cold. For the moment, I’ve thrown the hounds off the scent. I hear their barking and baying retreating in the distance.

Perhaps, my love, I should start at the beginning.

Do you remember the last time we saw each other? It was a week past, at the church social. You wore your pink gingham dress. You know, the one I like so much, the one with the purple and yellow flowers on it. And you had on the sunbonnet I bought you for your birthday. You sure were a…

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Zoe Meets the Irish Gang…

Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog

Dear friends and fans of mine, I’ve had a wonderful adventure and I can’t wait to tell you about it! My story cannot begin, though, until I tell you one historical fact: My name is Zoe the Fabulous Feline, I live with Emily, and I write about our adventures . . . well, my adventures. Emily never has any. With that out of the way, on to my latest adventure!

It had its start on a beautiful day during New England’s recent run of un-winter-like winter weather. The tops of the trees in our backyard were swaying slightly, hinting of a gentle breeze blowing over the land. (Do not be surprised, dear reader. Cats can wax poetic when the mood strikes.) The sun was shining brightly, and I was—as usual—inside, basking in the sun’s warmth through the glass of our deck doors, when I decided that I’d had it. It…

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This entry was posted on April 12, 2017. 7 Comments

Tommy “The Rat” Callahan (A Love Story)

A rat??? Let me at ‘im! :::Cheshire grin:::: Good story, Mr. Joyce!

Andrew Joyce

Tommy “The Rat” Callahan was a small-time Irish hood from South Boston. He was known as “The Rat” because of his rather long, pinched nose and his beady eyes that were set too close together. In short, Tommy looked like a rat. And the fact that he was not above ratting out a comrade to advance his own position added to the mystique of “The Rat.” He had no family except his sister, who he idolized.

Tommy was on to the caper of all capers, if only he did not fuck it up as he usually did. Tommy had learned, quite by accident of course, where there was one hundred large—one hundred thousand dollars to the rest of us—kept in a safe. He had cased the joint, and it looked like a breeze. All he needed was a cracksman to handle the safe. Once again, to us law-abiding citizens, a…

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Daily Writing Prompt: Denial

I love this post! If a cat could giggle, I’d be giggling my tail off about now! Thanks, Aoibha.

Aoibha Walsh

via Daily Prompt: Denial

She sat at her desk, trying to enclose the sudden outburst of giggles

Each one of her friend looking her way,

trying to conceal it themselves

Deny it, Deny it She repeatedly said to herself

Yet no amount of denial could control her

She laughed out loud, as everyone joined in

The teacher too,

The world around her began to spin.

A quick insight to my sudden outbursts of giggles in class. The weirdest things trigger them and once I start I can never stop yet I try to kill them off before they get out. What happens then is usually my face goes red and I laugh my head off. It’s quite comical sometimes!

~Aoibha xx

©AoibhaWalsh2017™

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This entry was posted on April 7, 2017. 1 Comment

#BLOGGER INTERVIEW – Christopher Graham, The Story Reading Ape

Entertaining interview with my favorite ape, and every writer’s best friend. Happy Anniversary, Chris!

TINA FRISCO

The Story Reading ApeChris Graham  is much admired, respected, and appreciated in the blogging world. His indefatigable support of authors and bloggers is rivaled by few others. The Story Reading Ape‘s 4th blog anniversary is April 4th, and I can think of no better way to show my appreciation than by featuring him on my blog. Here’s to you, Mr. Ape! May you live long and prosper. I’m also putting energy out there for you to win the lottery 😊

Follow Chris’ blog  HERE 

When did you start blogging and what prompted you to do so?  

I started blogging on April 4th 2013 after reading authors’ pleas (on Goodreads) for promotional opportunities on blogs. 

What moved you to choose an ape as your gravatar and online presence? 

My Most favourite author was (and still is) Terry Pratchett, who once stated, “The anthropologists got…

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This entry was posted on April 3, 2017. 6 Comments