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Microfiction has been moved to my other blog, Jim's Little Blog

We should have gotten old Poseidon's blessings. Afraid it's too late now.

Call his cell?

Ten minutes, huh? Fine. Thank you. Goodbye.

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Sailors prayed to Poseidon for a safe voyage, sometimes drowning horses as a sacrifice (Wikipedia).

Check over at Susan's blog, Stony River, for more microfiction Monday! They should read quickly because our requirement is 140 characters or less.
You might like to try this. It's fast, easy, and fun.

Honey, when we get to Coolville I would like to stop.

Stop where? We stop all the time.

You know, wee wee.

Like little piggy went?

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Check over at Susan's blog, Stony River, for more microfiction Monday! They should read quickly because our requirement is 140 characters or less.
You might like to try this. It's fast, easy, and fun.

I covet your comments, please. We are still on the road travelling on holiday. First it was to Quebec City, Canada, and not we are at Montreal. Will it never end? Yes, we are returning early this week. I should get to answering your comments pretty quickly.

Dr K pondered in his cell

Could it be possible? His best cash customer come back to life?

No way—must be a Halloween prank

Eeow!


(137 characters)

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Check over at Susan's blog, Stony River, for more microfiction Monday! They should read quickly because our requirement is 140 characters or less.
You might like to try this. It's fast, easy, and fun.

I covet your comments, please. Once again I preparing to travel on holiday. Will it never end? My returning your comments may be 'splotchy.' I promise to take pictures!

Singed and black
She once wore red
Luckily she's alive
Lives with me—pays no rent
Once in a while for old time's sake she guards my door


(140 characters)

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Picture from Susan's blog, Stony River, of her neighbor's burned lady in armor door guard figure.
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Check over at Susan's blog, Stony River, for more microfiction Monday! They should read quickly because our requirement is 140 characters or less.
You might like to try this. It's fast, easy, and fun.

Honey, we got a card from Sis in New York City.
Wha she say? Stuff still hi cost? Wears gloves? (more & more)
She's coming home tonight.



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Check over at Susan's blog, Stony River, for more microfiction Monday! They should read quickly because our requirement is 140 characters or less.
You might like to try this. It's fast, easy, and fun.

Cody scans his prints, "Yes, tiny front door. Now the cave." Gingerly he approachs, "Smells bad!"
Bats flash—thousands. The rabbits laugh.


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Check over at Susan's blog, Stony River, for more microfiction Monday! They should read quickly because our requirement is 140 characters or less.
You might like to try this. It's fast, easy, and fun.

In the game of Star Chase to the Moon only some will return. Others could very well not.

Tiny Tink's assent was very successful. She was elated and felt quite giddy.

Alas, her dive! Into the Isaev Crater naked.

Scrub her return.

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Check over at Susan's blog, Stony River, for more microfiction Monday! They should read quickly because our requirement is 140 characters or less.

Notes:
1. For a list of the Moon's craters with names, click here.
2. Scrub: (aerospace engineering) To cancel a scheduled firing, either before or during countdown.

A curse came close to Henri's lips. Silently she bit her tongue; that fellow wasn't worth ...

She gave him the slip and made some tea.

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Check over at Susan's blog, Stony River, for more microfiction Monday! They should read quickly because our requirement is 140 characters or less.

I will try to read your poems and return your comments. If I don't, please forgive me. Mrs. Jim and I are still on holiday. Now we are in London visiting our kids, Karen, Billy, and KP, who have recently moved here.

I just love a little nip of Jack Daniels during my bath.
It makes me feel so invigorated.
Would you care for one also?


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Check over at Susan's blog, Stony River, for more microfiction Monday! They should read quickly because our requirement is 140 characters or less.