Writers Resources Cafe Magazine


Remember that you
Are a light to the world. Shine
Brightly and with love.

Altered photo by EyeSeeLight/Haiku by Mo

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"Mrs. Santa"...
Time to bring out the holiday books

Mrs. Claus is a go-getter,
and very brave…


Another holiday story

A wry tale in prose-poem form about visiting kith and kin during the holidays

This is a top-ten favorite at Writers-Resources-Cafe...


Another holiday favorite Grandma writes a dose of reality to grandchildren.

There was a time when big snow meant a guaranteed day off school

Two winter poems by Mo



Our writers nudge creativity by using
Words Prompts or Lists

Check out the first one we ever concocted and the two far-flung stories which grew from it. Hint: one word was watermelon.


A new scathingly, funny report
from the real world by Patty
A guide to The Office

More wit and commentary
Inside Patty's writing log


Mo Writes Haiku Like You've
Never Imagined Haiku-

Bold, Brazen, Big-hearted!

No Real News

The Fourth Estate has
been gutted like a trout, snared
by fantasy, greed.

~~~~~Mo Conlan,
December 11, 2014

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The latest Ace Spade, PI, story from Mo

Has Ace Spade Found His Olive?



Most recent entry in Mo's ongoing series. "Microstory: She wanted him... "

Love Crash


"By reading the same book, we form alliances of the mind," Kathy states as she describes
her book club -
Between the Covers.


How I Became a Redhead



Photo and Haiku

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




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



Sailing with the kids

presents new challenges


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.



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


Kathy wonders if
is a good thing?


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


Side Effects


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.


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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Writing Among Friends
by Kathy L. Coogan

Writing is a solitary vocation, cloistered as we are at our desks, by our screens, typewriters or lined notebooks. Unless we dictate our essays into voice recorders, we are a silent bunch as we compose and edit.

Many writers relieve that claustrophobia by meeting with other writers who, like them, are eager for some camaraderie and understanding of the process of wordcraft.

I have been most fortunate in that regard. Almost immediately after officially beginning to announce that I was a Fiction Writer, I met two other Writers. These two women became the sounding board that I needed. They “got it.” They also became friends.

We met regularly to share our writing progress and to accept praise and suggestions for improvement.

Ultimately we and a colleague created a website in order to have a depository for our unpublished work. We called our website Writers Resources Café. The absence of the apostrophe in Writers was embarrassing to us grammarians but The Web is insistent that the apostrophe is No-No in a website headline. So we settled.

Mo Conlan, Patty Lawrence and I are co-owners of and co-conspirators at www.writers-resources-cafe.com.

Mo Conlan is the former editor and jack-of-all-skills at a daily newspaper. In retirement, she writes haiku and other poetry, short stories and cozy crime fiction and keeps our website alive with daily entries.

Patty Lawrence writes essays about work, family, sailing and her up-close view of surviving breast cancer in a manner that can only be called caustically amusing.

My blog will share entries from our website with Mo and Patty’s permission and encouragement.

"Encouragement” is the keyword here. Without it this writer would have remained satisfied writing fiction privately for fun and writing creative non-fiction as a freelancer.

My writing life changed when I was asked, “if what you write is not read, why bother to write it?”

Babies Breath, my collection of twenty-four short stories is the published result.