Welcome to the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC

An interesting story from #RWISA author, Jan Sikes. I recently read her book, Flowers and Stone, and it’s fantastic!

http://bit.ly/FlowersAndStone

Shirley Harris-Slaughter


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Author Jan Sikes

Here is a sample of her work…

PARADISE
BELOW

JAN
SIKES

Emma Dupont shifted her backpack and
lowered her head as she struggled through the crowded street. Panic struck as
the sunlight faded.

It
would mean sure death to get caught out after dark

“Watch
where you’re goin’, you stupid bitch!”

Rough
hands shoved her into the edge of speeding traffic. With great effort, she
steadied herself, stepped back onto the sidewalk, and quickened her pace.

Making
sure no one noticed her, she ducked into an alleyway and banged on the side of a
blue dumpster with a series of raps. A camouflaged door slid open.

She
tossed her backpack inside then hurried down the metal steps into the arms of a
dark-haired man who held her while she sobbed.

“Susan,
please bring Emma a cup of tea,” he instructed.

A

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Welcome to the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC

A great poem from #RWISA author, Mary Adler.

Shirley Harris-Slaughter

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Author Mary Adler

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Here is a sample of her work…

WHERE IS THE EQUATOR OF HOPE?

Mary Adler

Where is the equator of Hope?

The Prime Meridian for Love?

The coordinates of Joy?

And where are Lewis & Clark,

            to run the rapids of envy

            and resolve new paths to the heart?

Where is the 39th Parallel of desire?

The Northwest Passage to bliss?

The Gulf Stream that warms cold ashes?

And where dwells the Copernicus of Compassion,

            who swears love spins on its own axis,

            yet revolves around the other.

Where is the Mason Dixon line for the past?

The trade winds of remembrance?

The magnetic fields of memory?

And where is the Galapagos of grace,

            where the self evolves to the selfless,

            and the soul embraces the stranger?

Oh, where is the cartographer of Love,

To…

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Welcome to the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC

Please welcome one of my favorite #RRBC #RWISA authors, Suzanne Burke! 😃

Shirley Harris-Slaughter

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Author Suzanne Burke

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“Shielded”

By

Suzanne Burke

I welcome the shield provided by darkness. Those sweet moments when I allow myself to sit in the velvet depth of silence and dwell only on what is to come.

For the past only exists to remind me of the challenges I failed to meet. The things I thought myself powerless to change. I know better now.

I have no room for failure here as I sit wrapped in the warm blanket of my darkness-inspired illusion of safety.

The soft glow of the clock now heralds your arrival. I feel my pulse jump in anticipation.

I check the window … again. No vehicle yet slows to a stop on the rain-drenched streets so many floors below.

I feel the twitch of the nerve in my jaw and suck in the air in an effort to still it.

I…

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Welcome to the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC

Another fun little story from #RWISA. 😀

Shirley Harris-Slaughter

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Author John W. Howell

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Trouble by John W. Howell ©2108 Word count 1439

I know its morning, but I don’t want to open my eyes. I am starting to remember what went on last night and I don’t even want to imagine who might be sleeping next to me. Not that I think there is anyone there since I’m pretty sure I came home alone. I didn’t want to go back alone, and god knows I tried hard to prevent sleeping by myself. I do remember coming on to the beautiful woman in the bar. Wait a minute. I remember it because it was so early in the evening, I didn’t have a lot to drink then. I know I drink too much and lately, I have been having a hard time getting the events of the previous night together. Okay, so before I…

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Welcome to the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC

I hope you are enjoying the Watch #RWISA Write Showcase as much as I am. 😀

Shirley Harris-Slaughter

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INTRODUCING…

Author Wendy Scott 

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HERE IS AN EXCERPT!

The Cowgirls of Serratogha

By Wendy Scott.

A companion scene to my fantasy WIP, ‘Rainmaker’.

My spirits lifted when I spied structures rising above the prairie. For the last three days, the landscape had consisted of uninterrupted cornflower skies above an endless sea of grassland. Occasionally, a wild cow had burst out of the greenery and trotted alongside the horses, before abandoning our company to munch on the juiciest shoots lining the roadside.

I grasped the seat as my boss snapped the reins, urging the horses to quicken their pace. The wooden wheels creaked, and the glass bottles in the back of the wagon chinked together, but Zachery didn’t ease up. Towns equalled business and Dr. Zachery Theopold Montgomery knew how to charm the purse strings open from even the most sceptical non-believers.

This place wasn’t like any of the other towns…

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Welcome to the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC

Thanks for stopping by my blog to read this thought provoking post by Ronald Yates. I urge you to read this story and then take a close look at the seniors who share your life. Depression is an ugly thing and so often goes unnoticed.

Shirley Harris-Slaughter

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OUT TO PASTURE

Musings of an Erstwhile Asia Hand

by Ron Yates, RRBC 2017 KCT Int’l Literary Award Grand Prize Winner

He watched the hawk circling high in an infinite Southern California sky, far above the shaggy brown hills that loomed behind acres of avocado and orange trees. Every so often the hawk would dip as though preparing to dive on its unsuspecting prey, but then it would pull up abruptly, unsatisfied with the approach to its target, waiting perhaps for a better opportunity.

He knew this hawk. He had seen it before. There were two patches of vermilion feathers on the underside of its broad chestnut wings that reminded him of the red circles that adorned the wingtips of the Japanese fighter planes he used to see in the Pacific during World War II.

He closed his eyes, allowing the warm sun to wash over…

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Welcome to the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC

I hope you enjoy this wonderful piece from #RWISA author, Karen Ingalls.

Shirley Harris-Slaughter

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Hello, followers, friends & family!  Thank you all for joining me today on this amazing showcase tour being sponsored by RWISA (RAVE WRITERS – INT’L SOCIETY OF AUTHORS), an elite branch of the amazing RAVE REVIEWS BOOK CLUB!

This showcase will feature 19 amazing writers, each having their own special day of being featured on multiple blogs.  I, along with the other supportive hosts, ask that after reading the written work of art by each RWISA Author, that you click on the link below to the author’s name, designated to take you directly to that author’s profile page on the actual RWISA site.

Meet…..

Author Karen Ingalls

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JUST ONE MORE

The bright neon lights of Las Vegas did nothing to improve Jack’s self-loathing. He walked the Vegas strip with head hung down and his shoulders slumped, ignoring the people rushing past him. He was desperate as he fingered the five…

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Welcome to the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC #RRBCWRW

Such incredible talent within the ranks of #RRBCRWISA! I hope you enjoy today’s post.

Shirley Harris-Slaughter

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Hello, followers, friends & family!  Thank you all for joining me today on this amazing showcase tour being sponsored by RWISA (RAVE WRITERS – INT’L SOCIETY OF AUTHORS), an elite branch of the amazing RAVE REVIEWS BOOK CLUB!

This showcase will feature 19 amazing writers, each having their own special day of being featured on multiple blogs.  I, along with the other supportive hosts, ask that after reading the written work of art by each RWISA Author, that you click on the link below to the author’s name, designated to take you directly to that author’s profile page on the actual RWISA site.

Introducing…

Author Marcha Fox

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An Excerpt….

The Curse of Dead Horse Canyon

by Marcha Fox

Charlie Whitehorse caressed the soft texture of the wool blanket as he gathered its folds around himself against the evening chill. He savored it’s earthy scent, unlocking an onslaught…

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Welcome to Day #3 of the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC #RRBCWRW

Another great post from a talented member of #RWISA .😀

Shirley Harris-Slaughter

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Hello, followers, friends & family!  Thank you all for joining me today on this amazing showcase tour being sponsored by RWISA (RAVE WRITERS – INT’L SOCIETY OF AUTHORS), an elite branch of the amazing RAVE REVIEWS BOOK CLUB!

This is Day #3 of the showcase featuring 19 amazing writers, each having their own special day of being featured on multiple blogs.  I, along with the other supportive hosts, ask that after reading the written work of art by each RWISA Author, that you click on the link below to the author’s name, designated to take you directly to that author’s profile page on the actual RWISA site.

Meet…

Author, Bernard Foong

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And here is his piece…

“STOP WORRYING”

“Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.

Corrie Ten Boom

Simpson’s-in-the-Strand, London, England

I was delighted to see Uncle James after several months…

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Welcome to the WATCH “#RWISA” WRITE Showcase Tour! #RRBC #RRBCWRW – Day 2

I’m so thrilled to be a part of this tour! I hope you enjoy my post.

The Indie Spot!

THE WEEK MY FATHER DIED

 

I was at work when my mother called to tell me that dad had been rushed to the hospital the night before, suffering from excruciating pain in his abdomen.

Dad had been diagnosed with prostate cancer about fifteen years earlier and it had spread to other parts of his body, but he had been doing fairly well so there was no reason to anticipate something like this.

Mom told me that dad had spent quite a bit of time at the hospital while they ran numerous tests to discover the cause of his pain. Long story short, his kidneys were failing and there was nothing that could be done. He was sent home with a hospice nurse, so that he could be with his family in comfortable surroundings when the end came.

We rented a hospital bed and put it next to the front…

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