Tag Archives: Mostly Micro

CCC287: I Spy

Posted on May 9, 2024 by crispina kemp

“Move over, Tizzy, it’s my turn.” Tizzy stepped aside, a satisfied smirk on her face. But her brother Robby didn’t notice that. “Hey, I can’t see nothing,” he whined. “Anything,” Tizzy corrected him. “And that’s because you haven’t fed it … Continue reading →

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Worth Being Ill

Posted on May 6, 2024 by crispina kemp

My mother wasn’t the best of cooks. In fact, mostly she served up disasters. Her saving grace was my father’s love of gardening, for he provided her with endless garden-fresh vegetables. Even so, my memory lingers on her go-to invalid … Continue reading →

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The East Anglian Saints

Posted on April 27, 2024 by crispina kemp

Elsbeth rose early, unable to sleep longer for her excitement. She broke her fast on yesterday’s bread and cheese. “How about drawing us fresh water from the well before you leave?” her mother called her back when Elsbeth would have … Continue reading →

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CCC285: Mavis

Posted on April 25, 2024 by crispina kemp

  We left Mavis on lookout duty. It seemed a good choice, she was creatively camouflaged and skilful at blending with her surroundings. No one would see her while she would see everyone. She would alert us to intruders, give … Continue reading →

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Miranda’s Play

Posted on April 14, 2024 by crispina kemp

Pst! Pst! Go away, Miranda. Yea, but I’ve written a play Set on an island With magical beings I’m calling it The Tempest. It’s been done, Miranda. 27 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Tempest

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CCC280: The House of My Dreams

Posted on March 21, 2024 by crispina kemp

It was the house of my dreams A nightmare, it seems I saved for years Worked hard, lived frugal, encountered uncomprehending stares And finally Finally FINALLY I could afford it Only to find all the windows and doors boarded And … Continue reading →

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CCC279: Bequeathed

Posted on March 14, 2024 by crispina kemp

When as a newlywed I first moved to this village my retirement dream was to have a cottage set into the woods. I would have all the latest electronic gadgetry to create spooky effects – gates that creaked open when … Continue reading →

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CCC278: Mary At The Garden Gate

Posted on March 7, 2024 by crispina kemp

Mary at the garden gate Wondering why her love is late She is dead but he is not Two bullets bought, one not shot  

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CCC277: Footless

Posted on February 29, 2024 by crispina kemp

It was their meeting place. Or was until the day they found the body. Female. Blonde. Bleached, with dark roots at least two inches long. A nurse. Or maybe a care assistant, or a cleaner. They were too busy discussing … Continue reading →

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Glenda the Goose

Posted on February 18, 2024 by crispina kemp

Ever since an ungainly gosling, Glenda hasn’t wanted to join with the gang – those gaggling girls with their goggling at the glorified guys, all greedily grappling for the grass and grain. Most ungregarious, is Glenda. 35 words written for … Continue reading →

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