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Haiku of the Day

I long for my paints,
anything but him saying
no and no and no.


~~~~Mo Conlan, August 1, 2014

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How I Became a Redhead

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Photo and Haiku

Hail the sun dipping
below Mother Lake; come back
early tomorrow.

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Here is an excerpt from, Babies' Breath, Kathy's award-winning short story contained in her anthology of the same title:

"My heart burned as red-hot as the ancient round stones edging the fire-pit and my tears sizzled and steamed like spit when they fell into the flame." Read on here.


Kathy answers questions
for blogger, Betty Meyette,
about Babies' Breath
at this link: Meyette's Musings


Kathy's five-star-reviewed
short story collection
can be purchased by clicking :

Babies' Breath

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Sailing with the kids

presents new challenges


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Art by Mo

Kathy's story suggests that sometimes romance is a product of practical cooperation. This big family makes it to their vacation destination where Mom and Dad can brush shoulders and be simply a couple once more.

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When the newsaper
is sold out... We may miss
the Fourth Estate.

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Kathy wonders if
LIKE-MINDEDNESS
is a good thing?

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Goodbye Cancer


Patty describes her journey through Cancer-Land


- The only thing I am not behind on is haircuts.
- The only reading materials in the surgeon’s office are cancer magazines and a coffee table book on Spring Grove Cemetery...
Read the rest of Goodbye Cancer

Chapter One

Chemo-land

Side Effects


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Finding favorite books forgotten on the shelf and re-reading them twenty years after the first reading creates an interesting phenomenon. The experiences in the twenty year interval alter some sensibilities and and evoke new sentiments.

Kathy finds new reasons to re-read old favorites.

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Writer Walter Seton Bunker
has a funny chat with The Bard


I had a dream one August’s night, a dream so vaporous and yet so vivid it passes understanding. It’s hard to know what was fantasy and what reality.

In my dream I found myself striding the battlements of Elsinore.... Then a helmeted figure emerged from the fog.
Click here to read the rest of the essay.

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The stories, poetry, essays and artwork
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No commercial use of them by others is permitted.

Gulls ~
Haiku by
Kathy

Waves shush brazen gulls,
Who chatter on undeterred,
Chiding beach walkers.

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Cat ~
Haiku
by Mo

Cat rests his furred chin
Atop my outstretched forearm,
Small Engine of Purr.