Stuff It Tuesday! Storetry #3 the blogger Collaboration Challenge! Come join us poets, writers and artisits!

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Welcome to the third week of Stuff it Tuesday a blogging collaboration challenge for poets, writers, artists and photographers.

I offer the opening paragraph and the closing poem.  I ask contributors to fill in the middle, I then link the story together as best as I can. I include all submissions.

I put the link to each persons submission below their piece so that you can check out their blog.  Please show support and give the blogs a look to see if it’s something that interests you.

You can find next weeks Stuff It opening and closing paragraphs on my home page under the Stuff it Tuesdays Tab.  It will be updated tomorrow.

This weeks ‘storetry’ is beautiful.  I think it’s my favorite yet.  Thank you for participating and I encourage you to continue and for those of you that hesitate, don’t!  Participate!

Please feel free to re blog so…

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On fear and faith…

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My tween daughter said something to me last night and it put a giant knot in my heart. She said,

” Mom, kids go to school and get shot. Kids go to school and are killed by a tornado. People go to the movies and are shot. They run a marathon and are bombed. Kids watch a marathon and die. Why?”

My short answer honestly was, “I don’t know.”  We went on to talk about it further and here is the gist of the conversation…

The reality is, this sort of thing rarely ever happens.  It doesn’t feel that way when news and social media and everything else puts it right smack in your face for days and weeks on end.  But honestly, in the big scheme of life, it rarely happens.

Not too long ago, my daughter had talked to her uncle out in California.  She was studying earth…

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G’s Charismatic Bunch – Demi’s Bus Ride (Series #7)

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Demi’s Bus Ride

Anna, Tami and Bronwyn each stood in the kitchen and chatted, awaiting the use of the microwave. Gessica’s meal had just finished heating when she and Demi entered the room.

“Hey girls! I’m glad you’re here because I can tell you all at once what happened on my ride in to work this morning,” Demi remarked as one hand flailed in the air full of animation. Her emotions clearly stirred.

“Oh boy, I can see the agitation. This story must be good,” Gessica expressed as she placed her steaming food container down on the kitchen counter.

“What happened, dear?” Anna asked as she moved to the empty oven to insert her own meal.

“So, there’s this woman in the back of the bus talking on her cell phone, and she goes…”

Yeah, uh huh, yeah.

I’m on the bus now.

Yeah, I will try to move up, but the bus is crowded.

Yeah, I got his stuff.

“Now, I’m sitting there thinking, oh my goodness, this lady is about to make a drug sale on the bus.”

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“No way!” blurted Tami.

“Oh yes, this woman had no shame in her game. So she goes on with her phone conversation…”

Yeah, I’m about to go across the bridge.

Yes, the bridge. Can you hear me? Yeah, I said the bridge.

Ah huh, I’m in the back of the bus. Tell him that I got the stuff.

Oh wait a minute! Wait a minute, a call is coming in! (Clicks over)

Hello…uh huh, yeah, well I went over and said to him what the “f” I only got two dollars in my purse.

Well, I got to go, got to go! (Clicks back over to the person on hold)

Yeah, I’m back. Okay, I’m going across the bridge now, and the bus will be turning in a minute. Tell him to get on the bus, and come to the back.

I will try to move closer, but don’t think I can. The bus is full.

Oh wait! I got another call coming in. (Clicks over)

“I’m thinking what the hell because her phone was blowing up. Never mind the fact that she’s talking like no one is around. The lady that I was sitting next to, we looked at each other like this is too crazy.”

“I’m sure that everyone back there was thinking the same exact thing,” uttered Tami.

“Let me tell you,” Demi said, both hands held out in front of her like she was directing traffic, “we were all looking around thinking what the hell. I could hear the people behind me giggling at the wack job that sat in front of me. All I could think was, oh my goodness, there’s going to be a drug transaction taking place on the bus,” she articulated, and you could see the astonishment in her cat like green eyes.

“I can see your face now, Demi. You’re eyes must have looked like large saucers as her words entered your ears,” Gessica alleged. She wasn’t trying to be funny at all; nevertheless, the women busted out in an identical roar of laughter.

“Y’all can laugh, but seriously, it was shocking. So now we are across the bridge getting ready to make the turn. Cause after the turn the buyer is suppose to board the bus. All the while, she’s still on the phone, call, after call, after call.”

“Wow, that’s too funny!” Gessica snickered.

“But, wait, it gets better. When we near the bus stop, you can see her putting her mouth closer to the phone. Then she takes her hand, covering both her mouth and the part you talk into and states in what I guess she thought was a whisper…”

I can’t talk now; I’m getting ready to make a transaction.

The women lost it and started laughing hysterically. “I’m sitting there like are you serious? She might have thought she was whispering, but she wasn’t. You could hear everything she was saying.”

“I’m surprised she even knew the word transaction,” Anna addressed.

“Well, she certainly sound like a few scruples are loose!” said Bronwyn.

“Okay, but listen to this, it’s the best part. So the guy gets on and comes walking to the back of the bus, and she goes…”

“David, hello, how the hell are you?!” The girls bended over in laughter as they lost it again.

“Some drug dealer she is, like she’s not even trying to hide his identity. She gave up his name and everything,” Gessica blurted out between rumbled laughter.

“Right! The woman sounds like a wanna be drug dealer.  I’m sure you’ll see her face on the news soon—caption reading: bus drug dealer gets arrested,” Bronwyn declared, a statement that made the women laugh even harder.

“I don’t doubt that at all. Okay, so now, he’s on the bus, in the back where she is, and she continues on…”

You got it? (Her)

A huh, yeah I got it. (Him)

Okay, great, well I got it too; let’s go up there to those two empty seats. (Her)

“Now, I’ve seen a lot on the bus, but it’s a first seeing an actual drug deal. I’m telling you that was truly a sight. I couldn’t have made that story up if I tried.”

“And, it does sound like it was something you might have watched on television last night,” remarked Tami.

“Well that crazy story certainly brightened up my day. Wow, all I can say is that people are a trip these days. Just when I think I can’t be shocked, I hear something like this,” said Gessica.

“Thanks for sharing dear. It truly was funny,” stated Anna. Gessica, Bronwyn and Tami all nodded in agreement.

“Can’t wait for the next one,” Gessica threw in as she started to walk out the kitchen.

“Knowing the crazy lot of people that scrambles on board the bus drugged up, drunk or just plain weird, I’m sure there will be more to tell.” The women chuckled and went their merry way to finish out the time that remained of their break.

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Have a great day!

R. Lynn

Website:  rlynnarchie.com

Mistakes New Authors Make

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I was surfing the web and stumbled upon a useful article by author Judy Cullins called 5 Non-Fiction Book Writing Mistakes and Solution.

The first thing that caught my attention was the sentence “the biggest mistake emerging authors make is that they ‘tell’ rather than ‘engage’ their readers. Yes, I have to admit that I am guilty of that when it comes to writing the first draft of my novels. As much as I would love to say that everything I write starts out correctly, I cannot. (Going off subject for a moment, even a word as simple as cannot is confusing for some folks. Sorry, but I had to throw that in real quick). Now back to what I was discussing.

Another strong point that a new author should know is passive sentences should be avoided like the plague because it slows the story down to the pace of a turtle. The last thing you want is to bore the reader to tears. Keep in mind that a happy reader will return, so you want your stories to hold their attention. Also, the use of pompous language and phrases are unnecessary. My opinion has always been “simple is best”, and that’s just the guidance given in the article by Judy.

And, saving the best for last is “authors should aim at 10th grade level writing because it makes for easier reading to their buyers. This one I had not heard of before; although, I have to admit that I’ve read a few things that have stated the wording should be aimed at a higher, impressive level. Nevertheless, I have always followed the 10th grade writing level. So to sum things up, the article provides many helpful tips and practical examples for new authors to reference.

Enjoy your weekend,

R. Lynn

Website:  www.rlynnarchie.com