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Lady With Binoculars by Patricia Crandall

Patricia Crandall's story, Lady With Binoculars, has been published by Clever Magazine. Please check out her story here:
CLEVER MAGAZINE   This is a fun read. 


IT HAPPENED IN BETHLEHEM by Patricia Crandall

Mary a child in her womb, fled with Joseph to Bethlehem. We celebrate the birth of Jesus. To His manger three wise men came, guided by a brilliant star. We celebrate the birth of Jesus. The Infant, Son of God; our hope for all eternity.

JUST LIKE THAT by SakunaS (First Place Winner)

She whispered, her voice like a familiar song. Tears crept down her cheeks as she smiled.
"Shawn." Her voice sounded calm-secure, but her expression; her quivering lips and her furrowed brow revealed her pain, her agony. She pressed down a high pitch note on the piano keyboard with her index finger.
Her tears crept down her cheeks. "Beautiful, isn't it?" she said. Her tears were unceasing. She bit her quivering lip. Her tears became a stream. 
I nodded; she still had her focus on the piano. "Beautiful." I said, closing my eyes. She pressed down another key. She played a short melody. When the melody ended, I slowly opened my eyes. She was still staring at her fingers. The piano was in the middle of the practice room and on the sides were couches and guitars aligned like as if it was her silent audience. She stretched out her arm to grab her jacket, and walked around the piano, towards the door.
"Goodbye, Shawn." She turned the knob and walk…

TURKEY TREATING by DW GRANT (Second Place Winner)

Sometime close to Thanksgiving, little Milton's family drove off and left him in a dirty gas station bathroom stall,  at a truck stop, just outside of Barstow. 

Eight year old Milton didn't panic. He knew his family loved him, Mom and Dad sometimes missed little details. They would be back, he reasoned, but not before Milton learned a valuable lesson about kindness that impacted all his remaining Thanksgivings.

Instead of crying, Milton went to the truck stop kitchen and tugged on the cook's apron. With just a little quiver in his voice, Milton shared his dilemma with the large sweaty cook who smelled very much like old fish and onions. 

"Ahem!" Milton coughed as he pulled on the blood and grease smeared apron. "Pardon me sir, but my parents have left me, and you smell like old fish and onions!"

"Whaaat?"  exploded the chef, as he turned and looked down on the top of a blonde mop of hair. "I smell like Whaaat?"

The man's voice had a b…

WOLF TELLS ALL by MARGARET FIELAND (Third Place Winner)

It was an unusually hard winter, where even the bears were reduced to eating porridge, so when I spotted Little Red Riding Hood strolling through the forest, basket in hand, I accosted her at once.
"Stand and deliver," I growled. I am, alas, addicted to late night movies.
"What do you mean?" Red smiled sweetly and batted her eyelashes.
"Give me the basket, or I'll eat you," I barked.
"Oh, no you won't." Red turned and sprinted down the path to Grandmother's house.  That girl could run.
I turned tail and loped after her, but she slipped through Grandmother's front door ahead of me.  I had my paw on the knob when the Hunter tapped me on the shoulder.
"What's going on here?" Hunter heaved his ax and swung, lodging it firmly in the front door of the house and narrowly missing my tail.
"I was simply enjoying a jog on a beautiful morning." But my attempt at a nonchalant attitude was spoiled by my need to open my mouth,…

WINNERS OF FLASH FICTION CONTEST

The winners of the flash fiction contest are:


FIRST PLACE:

Just Like That by SakunaS

SECOND PLACE:

Turkey Treating by DW Grant

THIRD PLACE:

Wolf Tells All by Margaret Fieland

Their stories will be posted immediate following this.

Thank you all for your participationg.

Linda Barnett-Johnson & Patricia Crandall

THROUGH A COUNTRY WINDOW (poem for November)

THROUGH A COUNTRY WINDOW by Patricia Crandall
Reclining in my favorite, low rocking chair inside a calico blue kitchen scented by pumpkin spice muffins, I gaze through the window to a point where sun strikes leaves of shimmering gold strung on trees in autumn. In straw fields lie orange pumpkin rounds. Corn stalk sentries

A WITCH-LINK TO SALEM, MASSACHUSETTS by Patricia Crandall

A Witch-Link to Salem, Massachusetts
I am acquainted with a witch. Not a witch dressed in a long black dress, flowing cape or pointed hat, nor does she flip a wand to zap me into a frog. Virginie Esmor is a present-day witch who dresses in elegant black slacks, vibrantly patterned, silk over-blouses and shapely clogs. Long, red-beaded earrings dangle from her ears to her shoulders. An assortment of twisty snake bracelets ringed by tiny silver stars and occult charms, remind me that she is an ordained witch.             Virginie owns an eclectic craft emporium filled with exotic tapestries, jewelry, pottery, soy candles, luscious smelling creams and lotions, and sparkling crystals crafted by local artists. Many of those artists are cult friends.

            Amidst of fountains washing waters over smooth rocks and pebbles, I am intrigued by the hand-waving conversations of Eugenie and her friends and associates concerning recent ‘witch-happenings’ attributed to The Pagan Resource and Ne…

CONTEST WITH PRIZES (no fee)

CONTEST: (no fee) PRIZES
Hello writing friends. It’s contest time again. We are looking for flash fiction stories under 1000 words, and we’re only accepting the first 30 (thirty) entries. So get your story in right away if you want to be counted. This contest starts TODAY, October 1, 2014.
This is a NO FEE contest. Check your spelling and grammar. The deadline is: October 31, 2014. We won’t take anything after that date. The judging will be done in November and we’ll let the winners know by the end of November. Your story will be posted on Patricia Crandall’s blog for one month. It will stay published on Linda Barnett-Johnson’s blog, unless asked to be removed. It will also be featured on the home page of Long Story Short e-zine. Please put ‘CONTEST’ in the subject line. Please copy and paste onto the body of the email. 
DON’T SEND AN ATTACHMENT. THEY WON’T BE OPENED. 
Previously published work acceptable if you have rights and it has not been published since a three year period.
Here’s wh…