Monthly Archives: June 2011

Robin 2917 Louise Sorensen June 24, 2011 This is a Friday Flash Fiction from Chuck Wendig’s Terrible Minds blog; word limit 1000, the challenge, to combine two types of fiction from the choice of Men’s Adventure, Noir, Steampunk, Erotica, and … Continue reading →

        I Believe                             Poem   Louise Sorensen April  8, 2009 I believe that people are like panes of glass, and see their world, through shades of rose, or rage, or black, opaque as death. That people are like boats, … Continue reading →

shortlink  http://wp.me/p1BAlV-p Dry                                                            Poem   Louise Sorensen  Nov.9, 2010 Dry, so very dry. My little pool is gone this morning. Sucked empty. Vanished. Extinct. The stream that feeds it dull, empty, perished. My canteen, Sahara. Not a camel, content with just … Continue reading →

       My Name Beyond the farthest depths of space and time I waited to be born. Mass speeding into light and back again, from the first loud bang to dust of stars. Dim glitters of cells collect, and worlds begin. … Continue reading →

 “Success isn’t the result of spontaneous combustion. You must set yourself on fire.” Arnold Glasow.   I saw this quote on twitter and got to thinking about what success means to me. Here is the result.                                     Success Success is full bellies, … Continue reading →

FizzleSnitch Louise Sorensen June10, 2011 This is a Friday Flash Fiction Challenge #13 from Chuck Wendig’s Blog Topic; Dirty Ass Sex Moves  shortlink   http://wp.me/p1BAlV-b                                                         FizzleSnitch Observer A flexed its antennae and feathered Observer B on the helmet. “I’m so … Continue reading →

Rainbow Hunter Louise Sorensen May31, 2011 “Bzzzzt,” my earphone sounds. “Hey Honey,” says Joe. “I don’t know if you’ve looked up in awhile, but there’s a rainbow out the northeast.” “Shoot. Okay, I’ll be right in.” I rest my hoe … Continue reading →

Doll Maker Louise Sorensen June 3, 2011 A wooden drawer full of empty ceramic doll heads. What shall I make today? Rapunzel walks in with a sandwich and puts it on the scarred wooden work bench in front of me. … Continue reading →

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