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Freebie Friday: The Moon Was Full and Pink

The moon was full and pink She'd had too much to drink They say the moon 'tis made of cheese Listen close: it's made of these: Promises you'll never keep Scars that run too long, too deep The witch's laugh, her sprightly cackle A roving spade, a wormy apple The rotting stench of rancid pears… Continue reading Freebie Friday: The Moon Was Full and Pink

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The Wind Was a Torrent of Darkness

That got your attention, didn't it? I like poetry. That dazzle-me line opens Alfred Noyes's poem The Highwayman. And a poet's gotta dazzle. Fiction writers, too. Especially in that blasted-hard first line. Yes, the last chapter of your book sells your next book. The first chapter though...*shudders* I'm not going to write about how to… Continue reading The Wind Was a Torrent of Darkness