Pasty faces and foggy lands In dreams that shake the soul Phobetor weaves a tapestry Of dank and dripping shrouds To chill the blood and tremble lips...
Joey listened intently to the bird’s singing in the tree and began to hum the tune along with them trying to remember the words. Joey’s dad picked up...
“Perfidia, I’m sure Jon isn’t in jeopardy with your cousin,” Martha reasoned. “And I’m not so sure,” Perfidia replied and turned back to Willow with...
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The language is harsh,
Posted on Tue, 07 Jul 2020
The language is harsh, unpolished but I think so is the character you've created, a true curmudgeon. In this context, the rough tone and attitude works- it is defiantly defensive as his life has not been all he'd have liked. I enjoyed the read...
I love these Craven Danger stories. I've posted a link on my facebook page to give my friends and family a little humour in their day too. I truly hope you publish these stories in a book. they are all gems - and the world sure could use some...
‘Doily old’ struck a chord for me; I can remember houses of older relatives I'd visited when I was a child that had these on sofa arms and entry tables.
I really enjoyed reading your story, partly because New York was my playground too so...
Thank you. When I received 1944 as the random year, it was all I could think of, the batlle where a realtive of mine died on Christmas Eve. I thought it so sad that he had died on that day, not that death on any other day would have been less sad...
They were arrogant little jerks and I believe you have every right to be shouty - as a matter of fact -shout it from a mountain top - it reaches more ears that way-
Your story drew me in and, being a woman, infuriated me at the lack of...
Adorable poem Jenny- and when I read it I smiled thinking how we must think alike; I'd had a silly thought turn into a poem about a rabbit on a spring day. But, I love this mouse world you've created and a spring day in that life was much fun to...
Her story is sad indeed. A woman of remarkable courage and vision led an army into battle and won but had to hide her gender and don men's clothes - and because she was a woman, her victory awarded her, not a medal but a martyr's death. Even...
The language is harsh,
Posted on Tue, 07 Jul 2020
The language is harsh, unpolished but I think so is the character you've created, a true curmudgeon. In this context, the rough tone and attitude works- it is defiantly defensive as his life has not been all he'd have liked. I enjoyed the read...
Read full commentPosted in Not too Much to Ask
I love these Craven Danger
Posted on Thu, 09 Apr 2020
I love these Craven Danger stories. I've posted a link on my facebook page to give my friends and family a little humour in their day too. I truly hope you publish these stories in a book. they are all gems - and the world sure could use some...
Read full commentPosted in The Coffee Pot on the Corner - A Craven Danger Mystery
‘Doily old’ struck a chord
Posted on Mon, 02 Sep 2019
‘Doily old’ struck a chord for me; I can remember houses of older relatives I'd visited when I was a child that had these on sofa arms and entry tables.
I really enjoyed reading your story, partly because New York was my playground too so...
Read full commentPosted in A Rambling Remembrance
Thank you. When I received
Posted on Fri, 03 May 2019
Thank you. When I received 1944 as the random year, it was all I could think of, the batlle where a realtive of mine died on Christmas Eve. I thought it so sad that he had died on that day, not that death on any other day would have been less sad...
Read full commentPosted in 1944 (12miles south of Spa Belgium)
Don't apologize, They were
Posted on Sun, 21 Apr 2019
They were arrogant little jerks and I believe you have every right to be shouty - as a matter of fact -shout it from a mountain top - it reaches more ears that way-
Your story drew me in and, being a woman, infuriated me at the lack of...
Read full commentPosted in Throwing Stones
Thank you, the cherries are
Posted on Fri, 14 Oct 2016
Thank you, the cherries are lovely. Let's hope for more chances to write on these lovely pages here on ABCtales....
Read full commentPosted in No Place like it Anywhere!
Adorable poem Jenny- and when
Posted on Tue, 16 Apr 2024
Adorable poem Jenny- and when I read it I smiled thinking how we must think alike; I'd had a silly thought turn into a poem about a rabbit on a spring day. But, I love this mouse world you've created and a spring day in that life was much fun to...
Read full commentPosted in Wild Side Of April
Her story is sad indeed. A
Posted on Sat, 09 Mar 2024
Her story is sad indeed. A woman of remarkable courage and vision led an army into battle and won but had to hide her gender and don men's clothes - and because she was a woman, her victory awarded her, not a medal but a martyr's death. Even...
Read full commentPosted in The Maid of Orleans
"peeping Squirus Vulgaris..."
Posted on Mon, 04 Mar 2024
"peeping Squirus Vulgaris..." --- I think his cousins live here in Florida; I've seen a few peeping squirrels looking into my windows.
I love your journal entries they are witty and enjoyable. You've brought to life a town of...
Read full commentPosted in This Sort of Thing - February 2024 - Last Orders
Spring awakens in your lovey
Posted on Mon, 04 Mar 2024
Spring awakens in your lovey words Jenny. Beautiful poetry:
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Read full commentPosted in Rousing Spring
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