Return to Clare 'As one door closes and another door opens' as the saying goes and to say that I was living that saying would not be too far a stretch of the imagination. To put you in the picture, it was just over six months ago (November 2013 to be more precise) that I was made redundant from my accountancy position which was quite a set back for me on a...
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Normally, this was his favourite time of day. No one in the library but him. Just him and the books. Ahhh, the books, his books. Inhaling deeply, he could almost taste the knowledge contained within these tombs, some bound with loving care, others with a splash of glue and little thought. Many people sneezed when they entered the library, the tickle of motes...
I'd been sitting here, rubbing my eyes with the pads of my fingers, tired from staring at the computer all evening. I had tried so hard to catch up on some of the backlogged email that I owed to friends. I really needed to get down to business and let my pen pals know I was still alive. Pen paling had been my major hobby for many years now, writing people fr...
Thank you dear readers for opening the link on this story. This is the second part of a continuing series and will be better enjoyed if you first check out "Mary - Ch 1: Landscaping" which can be found on my Elanworb profile page. If you like this writing, please rate it! All feedback is appreciated and read. ***** "Through your efforts and the generosity...
As the lottery began, it was not difficult for Ciara to appear concerned. The lottery was an annual tradition in her village. As it began, an urn was prepared (it had been the same urn since Ciara's Grandmother's first lottery), filled with one white ball for every girl of bleeding age in the town. Then, in a solemn ceremony in front of the assembled villag...
Friday afternoon with Kim --------------------------------------- I stopped at the store and pushed a cart around for a while. I wanted to get enough interesting food that we could stay in all weekend if we wanted, although I was sure that we'd be going out for dinner at some point. While there were plenty of staples at home, there weren't many interesting...
1. The last time Kat had gotten fucked was by her husband Richard in their kitchen. They'd been out to dinner at the upscale Vietnamese restaurant downtown. They started with spicy martinis at the bar, where Kat let Richard see that she wasn't wearing any underwear. That always got him going, even when things weren't going that well between them, which t...
It stung that Melody had called him a "size queen." First of all, he wasn't no "size queen" in any possible way. "Size queen" was the kind of terminology homos tossed around. Demarcus wasn't no "queen" regardless. Even if she intended to say "size king," which maybe she meant (although he had never heard anyone say it that way), it was a preposterous accu...
The following day Zachary and Edwin met for lunch, as planned, at a small diner in a nearby town. "You look worried, Edwin," said Zachary, his face serious as he slid into the booth at the back of the diner. "Not so much worried," Edwin answered, "as puzzled and concerned." "Sloan is nothing if not a puzzle," the old teacher said. "More than you can ima...