What’s a Memoir?
Memoirs in 6 Words Traveling through the scenes of life. By Shari Marshall – 2019
Tag: Writing Sparkle
Cramped Living
He struggled through the door that would only crack open. He needed to find time to move the boxes from behind it, the boxes that were now buried under a pile of old newspapers. Since this was the only door of 3 that he could still access it was really important to find the time.… Continue reading Cramped Living
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The Big Escape
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
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Non-fiction Coffee
I am not sure if I ever shared my new mom coffee horror story with you so I think in light of this month’s theme of non-fiction and todays coffee date I will give a fast overview. This was pre-Keurig for me and actually the catalyst for my husband gifting me my first Keurig. My… Continue reading Non-fiction Coffee
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A small girl
The following piece of non-fiction is another short excerpt from the memoirs I wrote a few years ago during NaNoWriMo. I have provided a name for the purpose of posting today, “A Small Girl.” Feedback is welcome in the comment section below. * * * A small girl The little 43 millilitre bottle with its… Continue reading A small girl
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The Wall
Invisible barriers that mark the past are a tall cold reminder till the last. When it finally comes time to say goodbye there will be no tears for any of them to cry. Too much has been said in the time they shared; the three of them so wrongly paired. In a demonstration of false… Continue reading The Wall
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Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother
The Penis Chronicles presents “Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother” The bright florescent lighting in the main bath barely casts any light into the aged and worn shower stall. The dimness is intensified by the faded grey tile displaying calcium build-ups like a medal of honour. The water just won’t reach the… Continue reading Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother
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Willow
She hops around in the shaggy lawn. The dew in the grass is cold on the delicate pads of her paws. She is startled by a sudden bodily impulse and she squats without warning to pee. He big brown eyes look up in shock. The cold is too much though and once again she is… Continue reading Willow
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Threads of Memory
She flicks down the switch to start the water boiling in the electric kettle and her thoughts sink into the past. The lid is absently discarded from the jar leaving the air to leach the freshness from the coffee grinds while simultaneously wafting a dark roast scent. Dolly’s mind is adrift amidst the smell as… Continue reading Threads of Memory
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If we were having coffee
My Christmas mug is empty. I am torn this morning between coffee or hot chocolate. I think that I will go with Mackintosh’s hot chocolate. Just the thought of the rich frothy sweet taste sounds good. The chocolate and caramel smell will be uplifting and festive too. What can I get you: After Eight, Rolo,… Continue reading If we were having coffee
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 