They call themselves “The Barefoot Detectives.” They boast stealth ninja skills, and they can move silently on bare feet. Their best work is completed in tweed pajama bottoms, topped with cigar jackets, and a deerstalker on their heads. The cigar jacket pockets are filled with special tools of the trade: pencil, note pad, flashlight, magnifying… Continue reading Ayden Ace & the Detective Case
Category: Writing
Ayden Ace goes to Outer Space
Awesome Owen and Ayden Ace were tired of their regular games. “Please no more snakes and ladders, books, cards, trucks or planes.” Another cold rainy day and they were stuck inside, “I’m bored out of my mind!” Ayden Ace cried. The boys looked around until Ayden Ace found stinky socks. Ow did better and found… Continue reading Ayden Ace goes to Outer Space
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Ayden Ace and the Dirty Face
Ayden woke up eager to play something new. He had a wonderful new game that was clever, and crafty. He planned to make masks, and give them fun names. So, that’s how it started on a bright sunny day; when his mom wasn’t looking he covered his face in crayon. To get her attention he… Continue reading Ayden Ace and the Dirty Face
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Nightly Infestation
“Obsessions are recurring ideas, thoughts, images, or impulses that seem senseless but nonetheless continue to intrude into your mind.” - Edmund J. Bourne, PhD What was that noise? The night feels heavy almost suffocating, can’t anyone else feel it? Her mind stops, her breath catches, and her body tenses. Every muscle of her body is… Continue reading Nightly Infestation
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Hard-work Flowers & Bumblebee Fairies
We’d heard the stories, but we had always just thought of them as myth, urban legend, folklore, or fairy-tale… This particular day we were just trying to catch a bumblebee. We should have thought better of it, especially when it landed on the sunflower, but we were so involved. Fae’s voice drove us like an… Continue reading Hard-work Flowers & Bumblebee Fairies
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Writer’s Block
Muse: I can see her there. It could be almost anyone, but I know with certainty that it is me. I’m so close to this that the only thing that marks it for something inside myself is the soft mist that surrounds the edges of the image, a slight blurring that casts a flat white… Continue reading Writer’s Block
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Trading perfume for Bug Spray
The thing I love about camping, is sitting still. I think this love is something that is reminiscent from my youth. Just finding that spot outside, and sitting, drawing in the warmth, breathing it in deep and then lazily letting it out; meanwhile listening to the birds call to each other in various musical tones,… Continue reading Trading perfume for Bug Spray
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Seedling Kids: School Lessons
With a majestic height reaching to the sun, and a thick hairy stem that is often over looked, this is a stalk that’s size is such that stories that shame Jack and the Beanstalk live in its branches. However, people’s eyes travel up past the healthy shoots of triangular toothed shaped leaves to the flower… Continue reading Seedling Kids: School Lessons
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New Shoes
It was the first Monday of Kindergarten. Jacob was nervous. His hands were trembling as he tried to seal the Velcro laces on his old shoes. He liked the comfortable feel of his shoes on his feet as they snuggled against his toes. He didn’t mind the dirt-caked rubber, or the grass stains. “I have… Continue reading New Shoes
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Gregory Green and the Backyard Bullfrogs
Gregory Green was upset, and not just a little upset, he was terribly upset. He had just moved to a new house, in a new neighbourhood, in a new town. Although his parents told him he should be happy because he had finished his school year before moving, he was not. He didn’t want to… Continue reading Gregory Green and the Backyard Bullfrogs
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 