Let’s Get Real 1 and 2

04/27/202604/29/2026 / Liz H-H / 20 Comments

Join us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=HELP. Read, write and come back for more SIX SENTENCE STORIES. (Link goes active Wed night).

Let’s Get Real 1

It started out as an uncomfortable late-morning meeting over tea with her aunt, in which Elsa dressed as her mother had always insisted: pressed, pleated skirt; stiff white blouse with a Peter Pan collar; frilly-topped white anklets inside white sandals with slippery soles not meant for running.

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Faltered Kiss

04/23/202604/27/2026 / Liz H-H / 30 Comments

Join us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=FLAG. Read, write and come back for more SIX SENTENCE STORIES. This is all I got for you right now!

My head is hot, tight—gimme a squeeze and my eyeballs will pop,
Plop into the space that separates your body from mine—
You’d burn from the kiss I might steal were I not so sick.
But it’s all right.

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Watcher Doings 43 and 44: Epilogue

04/13/202604/15/2026 / Liz H-H / 18 Comments

Watcher Doings 43

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Plangeduc grabbed the cellphone out of his pocket and pattered down the stairs to the lake and the end of the dock where the signal was strongest for videocalling.

Elinorth picked up after the fifth ring—it was the middle of the night, afterall—and sat up in bed, hair a wild mess; behind her, a younger not-fully-bearded gnome groaned and switched on the light on the tree stump night table, then rolled over and recommenced snoring.

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Watcher Doings 42

04/05/202604/08/2026 / Liz H-H / 14 Comments

Join us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=RELAY. Read, write and come back for more SIX SENTENCE STORIES. (Link goes active Wed night).

The Lady turned her cool copper-green eyes to Ferah, and her brother, Montay, awkwardly struggling to stand upright without his sister’s aid; both were a little burnt and steaming from their deadly challenge with Jimann. “I’ll take a raincheck on the Tater Tot Hotdish, as good at it sounds, but these clementines…” she crooned as she picked one out of the bag that Fernlodth had dropped in his haste, “…are perfect for a late-night snack!”

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