"It looks just like a doll house!" exclaimed the realtor. It didn't occur to us that she was speaking literally. It was indeed a doll house. Around 800 square feet, this cottage was going to be our starter home in nort...read more
Fear, Today is the first day I will attend the class of the fourth grade. I know nobody, nobody knows me and I'm a little anxious. My mom packed me some lunch, so that I don't have to deal with the lunch line...read more
by Trisha Quick
The little girl who could fly Long ago, there was a little girl named Alana Jade. Little Alana had a huge imagination. Whenever her mother asked her to do something, Alana would say dreamily," I am sorry, Mother. I am ...read more
An Alternate Dimension It started off as any other Saturday morning would, with the potential for excitement that never seems to come. Little did I know this day would actually harbor something interesting for a change....read more
by Chayla Brown
I have one of the wildest imaginations in the world. My personality type is of INFP, which if you are familiar is of the Meyers-Briggs or Jung psych evaluations. I've taken it three times and for each occasion I've always ...read more
THE BUG WHISPERER Shannon and I had been married a little over a year when I discovered her talent. Don't get me wrong it isn't her ONLY talent and not the first one I had discovered. But it is the mostunusual I gue...read more
Ya know, as a kid I watched every cartoon I could lay my eyes on Saturday morning. And with an imagination like mine, I just naturally gave every critter I was ever around human attributes, didn't everybody? Well now think...read more
I was outside yesterday enjoying the unusually odd warm weather for the first week in October, and a neighbor of mine, in his 50s or 60s drove by. I've never really talked with him. I'm just at my house and he's at his. ...read more
When artists are gathered at a show, they tend to brag on the amount of art they have sold and where their art is around the world. I had only been attending shows for two years and my bragging rights were mainly the easte...read more
Imagination, at times I let it get a hold of me and take me into my own little world of fantasy. I let myself go and go to a place of my own imagination that makes me see I'm in another place. When my imagination runs w...read more
I'm a strange duck. People say I'm creative and crafty, I say is a condition known as ADD. I easily get distracted by shiny objects. I am constantly seeing new and exciting projects to start. This is the reason that my hou...read more
CRAMPING MY STYLE Imagination or Inflammation? (This poem is dedicated to Eliza A.) Dear Editor: About that rhyme; I think I need a bit more time. It's not a writer's block I face, I'm concepting at warp-speed pa...read more
My grandmother lived till she was 85 and sadly the last few years of her life were spent in darkness, as she turned blind at the age of 78, circa 1994. The advent of the Internet and email and chat, had just begun in In...read more
by Bob Iozzia
Recowcitrant Farms Lloyd Floyd hoped to pass himself off as a gentleman farmer, although it was immediately obvious that he was neither. In fact, he wasn't even Lloyd Floyd. As a mid-level accountant at Blokes...read more
by Eric Danies
Just before kick off Jimmy scanned the stands for his imaginary friend Steve. "Where was he?" Steve never missed any of his games. Steve was always there cheering Jimmy on, yelling at the top of his lungs. Steve always ...read more
The young women had been busy finishing a course on how to do acrylic nails and had this brilliant idea on how to get exposure for her new business venture. On her way home from college she decided to pop into the local ...read more
by Megan Duncan
I really can't dance. I'm not embarressed about it either. You know what, though, I love to dance and in my living room, I am the sexiest thing since Cindy Crawford cracked open that Diet Pepsi. I am an unorganized, kin...read more
by Manson
Bread, butter, and a man called Edward. Current mood: gratitudious Category: gratitudious Blogging Bread, butter, and a man called Edward. Presented with the question of why we butter our bread, I goog...read more
Back when I was a small boy I lived in a world of imagination .I could be Superman anytime I wanted to fly or be Captain Nemo when I wanted to dive twenty thousand leagues under the sea. My imagination was given free rei...read more
PSYCHIC POWER - Though belated, a happy 2008 to all the helium family members. On this occasion I would like to invoke the thoughts of wise men of a bygone era...read more
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