Sharing a poem

April Rain Song  by Langston Hughes Let the rain kiss you Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops Let the rain sing you a lullaby The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk The rain makes running pools in the gutter The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain....
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Join me

I entered a great short story writing contest Pia's running over at So Many Books, So Little Time, So Here's Mine. And I mean really short, as in ten sentences. From her blog: If there was such a contest to write a story in 10 sentences or less, could you? Would you do it? If you’re game, then let the good times begin. The Fun Contest/Challenge 1. In 10 sentences or less write a short story in the genre of choice. Please include what genre it is. 2. Enter the story in the comments below and please INCLUDE your email address. 3. Like our FB Page So Many Books, So Little Time, So Here’s Mine 4. The more entries we have the more fun it will be so please repost in Twitter, FB or your blog and mention where you did. Contest Ends May 7th at 10pm EST Prizes There will be 5 books in different genres (U.S. and Canada only) to be given away and a $10 Amazon Gift Card (open...
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Spring’s Serenity Read-a-Thon

Michelle is hosting a week-long spring read-a-thon at The True Book Addict. I think it's the perfect excuse for me to spend my spare time reading this week. It looks like it's going to be pretty rainy anyway.First up is The Red Pyramid by Rick Riordan and The Shimmer by David Morrell (audio). Oh, and The Seven Songs of Merlin by T. A. Barron, which I'm reading with my daughter.I'll probably just post books I finish here as the week goes by.Finished:The Shimmer by David Morrell...
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Short Story Monday: “Still Life (A Sexagesimal Fairy Tale)” by Ian Tregillis

I was in tears through the second half of "Still Life (A Sexagesimal Fairy Tale)" by Ian Tregillis, available to read online at Apex magazine. This fantasy story takes place in a town that exists outside of time. It had slipped into the chasm between tick and tock, to land in its own instantaneous eternity. And so its residents occupied their endless moment with pageants and festivals and reveled in century-long masques, filled forever with decadent delights. They picnicked in the botanical gardens, made love in scented boudoirs, danced through their eternal twilight. And they disregarded the fog that shrouded their city with soft grey light. And Time didn't care. Time left the city alone, except for one woman, the woman Time loves. But because Time cared for her, adored her, she was the only person in the town to age. She was also unique in that she was a clockmaker, although her timepieces were not always conventional. She is the only...
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