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Instagram Short Stories: Halloween

Spookiest Halloween. I was in 6th or 7th grade, and my choir did an exchange with a choir in Lexington, MA. Choir families put us up in their homes.

After the big Halloween party, my housemate/choir friend and I walked back to her house with a few other kids. It was pitch black out.

The town kids said, let’s go to the old cemetery – the oldest in town, dating back to the 1600’s and the resting place of many Revolutionary War soldiers. Scary old cemetery on a dark Halloween night. Check.

People I didn’t know well. Check.

Old tomb with stones shifted by time that we just HAD to shine a flashlight into. Check.

Crisp fall leaves crunching under our every step. Check.

Smell of trees filled with ripe apples. Check and check.

Really, no other Halloween has come as close to perfect as that one.

If the Headless Horseman had come riding through, I would not have been surprised. Terrified, but not surprised.

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photo credit: Stephanie Mitchell

Instagram Short Stories: Recycled Beauty

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Beauty. I was walking through my day, marking my time in all the usual ways.
Then in one moment, I looked over, and everything changed. The ordinary became the extraordinary, the drab flashed and refuse became art.
Inevitably, it was fleeting. As a good steward of the planet, I recycled it.

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A Little Night Music: Marc Anthony, You Sang To Me

Working on a different book tonight. The series is tentatively titled The McCaffrey Mysteries.  Not sure about individual book titles yet. It’s a concept that’s been rattling around in my brain for quite a while. So I needed to go old school with music this week. I hit the Marc Anthony playlist a bit hard.

More details on the new book series as I flesh out more of the story. Until then…