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JoAnne Stefanizzi
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"Willow's Tail" 6
The door bell rang as Perfidia was passing the front door, not seeing Martha nearby she shrugged and opened it, and promptly froze. “Mr. Appleton?”...
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"Willow's Tail" 5
Perfidia finally caught up with her hat and grabbed it away from the dancing wind. She put it back on her head just as that wayward wind suddenly...
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"Willow's Tail" 4
Martha slid a sideways glance at Perfidia as they walked the two blocks to the market. Perfidia was wearing a brilliant yellow sundress and a big...
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"Willow's Tail" 3
Martha placed Willow's breakfast bowl down near her and went back to her seat at the table. Willow kept her eyes on the visitor as she lowered her...
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Storm clouds rolling in
Cold front coming in Disturbance in the upper atmosphere Shivers expected Electrical flashes Dangerous lightning Rumbles of thunder over the home...
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Wow! Keansburg, NJ- Your
Posted on Fri, 27 Sep 2019
Wow! Keansburg, NJ- Your story brought me there too and since I've also been there, it was extra special fun for me to visit it again in your words. If I remember correctly, from the boardwalk you could see the Manhattan skyline and the...
Read full commentPosted in Life and Death Under the Hudson
The sounds at night are
Posted on Wed, 08 Jul 2020
The sounds at night are amplified by mostly silent streets here and you've captured perfectly all of those sounds. The distant train whistle, the rainwater plinking in puddles and dropping from drenched leaves...the lone dog barking- I could walk...
Read full commentPosted in Caesura
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!
Through the desolation of
Posted on Tue, 04 May 2021
Through the desolation of winter bursts the color of spring. I love the changing scene in your poem from barren birch tree to bluebells heralding new beginnings. Hope lives in our ability to start anew, just like all of nature. Well said here....
Read full commentPosted in touch of blue (another go at this)
Love the word play with the
Posted on Tue, 04 May 2021
Love the word play with the though process and of course one must find that Bishop in there somewhere and avoid the HS. This almost felt like a paragraph in Alice in Wonderland, moving through perception and changing lenses, with no voice. Great...
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