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Change of Venue
I’ve gone to Substack. If you enjoyed my Appalachian stories and excerpts from the fantasy, “This Textured Darkness”, you can find me there. The subscription above is not workable; just a “show” to tell you where I am.
Word Press is one of the few platforms that won’t allow transfer of subscribers (I apologize if WP does allow this, but I can find no way to transfer as with Ghost, Medium, etc.),…
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Lilyanne from "The Nonna Gaylene and Lyddie Stories" con't.
I didn’t see him, but Jim could easily blend into the crowd. A completely forgettable man in a hunting cap.
Shannon had stalked ahead, but Angie and Ramona were close enough that I grabbed them, pulling them on either side.
Angie took one look at my face and froze. Ramona asked, “Are you sick again?”
“Aunt Lyddie is standing at the table just ahead. Right there.” I…
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The Nonna Gaylene and Lyddie Stories
Lilyanne Speaks
Angie and Ramona were already in the back. I looked at Angie. She managed to smile, so I knew everything was okay on her end. I was sitting shotgun, and I knew why.
The other two can’t get the hang of smoking. Neither can I, but I’ve promised Shannon I won’t quit trying. We all cough and tear until our mascara runs, but Shannon says it will stop after we learn to…
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Lilyanne, from the Lyddie and Nonna Gaylene Stories
Lilyanne Speaks.
My Aunt Lyddie is smart and cool. Smart because she’s the sole owner of Hair’s the Place,the best beauty shop in Harshbarger Mills and has a verve for life, unlike my mom who does nothing but clean house and flip through magazines. Cool because she’d talked Mom into going to the flea market even before I left…
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I have what is called "Covid Rebound"
Which in lay terms means I’m bound to either the bed or the couch. Happy Holidays to all, and remember to keep up on your boosters, and get pneumonia and flu shots.
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To Be Read Aloud to James Viscosi's pets -- slowly with treat breaks.
Char Glimmer
Char Glimmer sits on her porch in a ladder-backed chair, waiting for a familiar face to drive her to the doctor. She is wearing a navy -blue shirtwaist and around her shoulders is a white cardigan, the empty sleeves hanging on either side. She closed the living room drapes before she stepped out because she’s mindful of the upholstery. Mother taught her to be so.
Her hands are…
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Site Temporarily Closed due to Thanksgiving Covid.
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This Textured Darkness, #126
Rizla closed her eyes. She’d said it, he’d heard it, and there was no way to undo it. Their fates were intertwined, for the Tu’el had ordered them not to kill him yet see that no trouble ensued. The dark works quietly. Do not attract the Light.
“Yes, it is us until I clear myself of your folly. Pulling trees from the garden, at the base of the Bone Tree itself! That will…
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This Textured Darkness, #125
The Tree of Life?” She could feel herself upon the rack already. “How—”
“How did I get to the Tree of Life?” he asked. Elymas had puffed up considerably. “You forget, dear lady, I am the Earth Skyll. I’ve access to the Sacred Garden at any time. In any event, when I saw these trees growing at the base, I knew what to do. Not the tree itself, no, no, never the Tree, but from the Tree.…
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Silver Bottle, Carmen Speaks, Episode 35
Fred Valentine
. . . was not the reason I started drinking. The reasons I began to drink are exactly what I said above. Was Fred a drinking man? Yes. Everyone in town knew that, but he was such a nice guy nobody gossiped, even though he was president of Harshbarger Mills Bank. A lot of people owned homes because of him; they couldn’t have got a loan from anyone but…
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This Textured Darkness, #123
Rizla turned to the larger table on which lay mortars and pestles of various sizes. She counted five at a scan, then spotted the sixth beneath a linen cloth. She lifted the cloth, recognizing the clear liquid at once: Lud Sellum. Of course, he’d pressed fresh leaves tonight. With the flat of her hand, she swept all of it to the floor and turned back to the Earth Skyll. His face was mottled with…
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Conclusion to Nonna Gaylene Walks the Floor
Pace in winter
Part Three
I also know there’s something just beyond the edge of everything, something ready to burst forth and disrupt complacent vision. I don’t know what it is, but I know it’s as sure and unrelenting as this pain in my breast. I’m not like Lyddie, who wants to be rich and constantly promotes merchandise at her shop.
Tans. Handbags. Shampoos guaranteed to make hair…
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Silver Bottle, Carmen Speaks, Episode 35
“You had a step-sister?” I asked.
She nodded and told me she’d said enough. Her people were dead, and she didn’t want to talk about them.
I never met anyone from your grandmother’s side of the family; all I knew about her family was hidden in that armoire. Here’s another odd thing: she’d come over and go through every drawer in our house, but she left the armoire…
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This Textured Darkness, #122
Light battles darkness in the Kingdom of Casoria as Rizla finds the Earth Skyll's killing room.
Two full vats of congealed blood were in the room, three if you counted the empty one nearest to the Nawab, Milo, that Suga had noticed when peering through the Precious Orb. His face bruised, sitting, knees to chin, collared and chained to the floor. He stared at Rizla, without pleading, having accepted his fate.
Rizla started to speak to him, if only to tell Suga what he’d said, but a river of…
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Just in time for Thanksgiving: A Zesty Cranberry Salad
Ingredients
One pound of cranberries
2 oranges, diced small
1 20 oz. can crushed pineapple, do not drain.
2 small pkgs. or 1 large pkg. of LEMON jello
1 pint of boiling water
2 cups granulated sugar
1 cup of pecan pieces
1 cup of diced celery
Directions
Mix jello and water until jello is dissolved. Add other ingredients and pour into mold or pan. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate…
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Silver Bottle, Episode 34
Carmen Speaks
I was so excited I hardly knew what to do, so I did what I knew how. I finished cutting the onions, sprinkled the steaks with water, and put down the skillet lid. I sat at the kitchen table and put my fingers on either side of my temples, probing for the thoughts that had held me captive for so long. I felt nothing. No troublesome faith. Nothing to defend. I was free. I…
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Bread Pudding from the Heart of Tennessee
Bread Pudding from the Heart of Tennessee
Ingredients
1/2 cup raisins
5 slices bread cut into strips
1/2 stick margarine or butter melted, 3/4 cup sugar
2 eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla
2 cups milk
Directions
Place the raisins in bottom of a greased 1-quart casserole.
Dip bread slices in melted butter and put on top of raisins.
Mix sugar, eggs, vanilla, and milk and beat well. Pour over…
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