It has now been three months since The Ember Stone launched. Many of you have been along for the journey with me since I started writing The Ember Stone in January 2021, that first post can be found: here. Thank you for all the support. Today I thought I would share a short deleted scene… Continue reading Deleted Scene
This year I am writing a novel but today I am taking a little break. What do you call a story about a broken pencil?Pointless. – Whee Winn’s book, lots of knock-knock jokes for kids) Where do pencils go for vacation?Pencil-Vania. (Whee Winn’s book, lots of knock-knock jokes for kids) A hungry lion roamed through… Continue reading Stopping for a quick break
This year at Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils my theme is “this year I am writing a novel.” So, in light of that I decided to try and keep to the theme a bit with my A to Z topic. I decided on using writing words that start with each letter of the… Continue reading J – Jargon
My diploma had a gold seal in the corner that was decorated with the RCMP insignia: a front facing buffalo head, the words Maintiens le Droit, maple leaves with a crown at the top over the name Canada, and a scroll at the very bottom with the RCMP title. I received a shiny gold plated… Continue reading Oath of Allegiance, an Oath of Office, and an Oath of Secrecy
Knock, Knock.Who’s there?A broken pencil.A broken pencil who?Never mind. It’s pointless! (Whee Winn’s book, lots of knock-knock jokes for kids) What do you call a cow that just had a baby?De-calf-inated. -(Whee Winn’s book, lots of knock-knock jokes for kids) A NaNoPoBlano post shared by Shari Marshall – 2020
On November 1, 2020 I spontaneously decided to join NaNoPoBlano for the first time. So, here we are on day #3 with my day 3 post titled, “More than I can chew.” I was aiming for a bit of humour today while still trying to stay true to my 2020 photo prompt challenge. ————————————————————— More… Continue reading More than I can chew
Quarantine Brain: When all you can do is laugh Husband: “Can you turn the oven on to 450 degrees please?” he asks me as he leaves the room. Me: “Sure,” as I absently move wonder over to the oven and type it in before I carry on with what I was doing. Husband: A few… Continue reading The “Q” in 2020 A to Z
So, it’s the middle of the night when it starts because why wouldn’t it be? I decide that I am going to ignore it because it doesn’t appear to have woke anyone else up. I start to drift back to sleep and WHAM 70 pounds of terrified muscle has pounced directly onto me and I… Continue reading Reframe
The photographs have aged well. Looking at the soft blue sky in the picture’s background it is easy to image that humid oppressive Ontario heat blanketing the day with whispered promises of a lightning storm to come. That means there is a schedule to follow on this hot afternoon. The photographer stands unseen behind the… Continue reading The Big Escape
The Penis Chronicles presents “Is my laughter bad parenting?” I watched. It seemed to happen in slow motion. The boys were bike riding side by side and the path forked left and right. They were supposed to take the fork to the right but the older boy wasn’t turning. He waited until the last second… Continue reading Is my laughter bad parenting?
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 