Linda Maye Adams

Monthly Archives: September, 2017

Adventures Around the Web September 24-29, 2017


We’re just starting to see some of the fall colors.  I don’t think the colors will be very good.  DC’s weather is strange enough that we either tend to be too dry or too wet for good colors like further up north in the Shenandoah.  Our leaves are drying out and going to brown. Nikola …

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Writing in Public, Story 6, Scene 6


6 The warm sunshine did little to help brighten Nikki’s mood.  The hotel had a patio that overlooked a rustic garden, fragrant with late summer blooms.  It should have cheered her because she liked looking at nature, but Brian had left her furious. She took off the anorak jacket and draped over the railing, resting …

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Writing in Public, Story 6, Scene 5


5 Randy cut across the lobby to the front desk, cradling Molly.  The little dog’s tail whipped against his chest with excitement.  He wondered what she smelled in here.  There had to be a million smells, brought in by the people passing through. The front desk clerk, Erin, finished typing on her keyboard with a …

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Writing in Public, Story 6, Scene 4


4 The house had left Nikki smelling of dust.  Every time she moved, she had a lingering taste of it in the back of her throat.  All she needed was allergies now.  Best to head back to her hotel to change. The hotel was a newer addition to the town, and named after it: Five …

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Adventures Around the Web September 16-22


Tom on Feedreader How to Beat Angry Writer’s Block Knocking on Your Door Despite the sensationalist title, it’s a pretty interesting article.  The first part talks about the history of writer’s block and shows that writers who are productive have always been looked down on.  Then it describes all the reasons for writer’s block, and …

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Writing in Public, Story 6, Scene 3


3 Randy hurried along the sidewalk, resisting the urge to look over his shoulder at Nikki.  She was the splitting image of Adelia Chandler, right down to how she walked.  It was like the family had skipped three generations and landed in Nikki. It wasn’t supposed to be like that. Molly yipped.  Then she squirmed …

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Writing in Public, Story 6, Scene 2


2. The chill followed Nikki out of the house like it wasn’t ready to give her up.  But the brightness of the finches warbling helped her shake off the shadows she had accumulated inside the house.  She smiled as a brown rabbit froze on the lawn, staring at her with a big black eye.  After …

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Writing in Public, Story 6, Scene 1


No cover for this one yet…not quite sure what genre it will be yet.  Not even sure what length it will be.  But it’s called Broken Notes. 1 The lawyer told Nikki Chandler not to expect much when she went to the house.  Her house, now.  It sounded strange.  It had always been her great …

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Writing in Public, Story 5, Last Scenes


“You have to try again,” Morgan said. He’d gotten that stubborn look in his face, arms folded across his chest.  He’d already made it clear that they were not going anywhere. “And what if I make it worse?” Eleri said.  She was hunched on the blanket, staring dismally at the spot where she knew the …

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Writing in Public, Story 4, Scene 5


5 Morgan insisted that Eleri eat before she go back out to the stream again.  She was glad he insisted on cooking this time.  She was shaking more than she wanted him to see. Her belly comfortably full, she walked back down to the stream, stopping above the spot where her magic had run aground.  …

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