You can check out my website at www.RDLarson.com or you can read my stories FOR FREE after you sign up at www.bookrix.com or you can BUY my book, EVIL ANGEL at Fictionwise.com and at www.Mobipocket.com and at Amazon.com
I got these flower seed pods on my fushia? Does anyone know what to do with them? No I am not making jelly either. Can you plant them?
Not a good year here for plants-- they are pitiful. Nor last year either. Just ask Al Gore!
What do you think about "The Super Congress"? Should we scream, laugh or worry? All three? Yeah maybe.
Bam is getting so grown-up; he isn't running off so much which is good because those pesky teen-age eagles are low flying these days.
Saturday night we hit a fox. It was almost across -- well past the yellow line. Then it turned and was hit by front and rear wheel. I felt so bad. I love them even though they eat chickens they also eat mice and rats. I think they are wonderful.http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/animals/mammals/red-fox/
Anyway I am still grieving. I remember one year the kits played tag in backyard in the moonlight. It was amazing.
Showing posts with label flash fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flash fiction. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
You can check out my website at www.RDLarson.com or you can read my stories FOR FREE after you sign up at www.bookrix.com or you can BUY my book, EVIL ANGEL at Fictionwise.com and at www.Mobipocket.com and at Amazon.com
Writing is a great thing for me to do. All those stories, and all those people living out their lives in my head. The second best part is for me to have readers (just like you!) that continually read my stories and tell me how you feel. Thanks a million! I am so grateful to you all.
Writing is a great thing for me to do. All those stories, and all those people living out their lives in my head. The second best part is for me to have readers (just like you!) that continually read my stories and tell me how you feel. Thanks a million! I am so grateful to you all.
Monday, July 21, 2008
maintaining a good weight for your body
You can check out my website at www.RDLarson.com
I've been the same weight for 35 years and I will tell you how to do it. Send $1.00 to PayPal to rd_larson2000@yahoo.com and I will send you my Maintain Diet Article. Also if you are interested in buying a flash fiction from me send $1.00 to the same address and specify mystery, humor, or drama.
I am soon adding a series on Life Coaching about how to live a successful and fulfilling life.
Also I have 2 print books out, Evil Angel and various other books from www.BeWrite.net also ebooks under my name RD Larson at Ebooksonthe.net, fictionwise.com mobipocket.com and amazon.com.
Thank you dear readers. Your support over the years has given me the urgency to write and to submit. I appreciate it.
The celebrity I most admire for her humanity is Angelina Jolie. Her giving is beautiful and honest.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Just when you thought it was safe
You can check out my website at www.RDLarson.com
POLITICAL SLASH
I get so torqued out about all the slamming of the candidates. And you know who is at fault? The stupid news medias, CNN, FOX, ABC, CBS, MS NBC and multiple others. What do they think? That these candidates for PRESIDENT are somehow really rock stars like Brittany or publicity hogs like Paris? Their personal lives do matter but the lengths to which these media moguls scramble for do not exist. Good Grief! Give IT a rest. So what does it matter if this wife or that guy said something off? Or the Candidate stumbles? Let me see you talk for 17 months straight and not repeat yourself! Okay, end of soap box tirade!
DOGGIE SPLASH
Zippy had his third "arm" surgery for cancer a few days ago. He's doing great but it it comes back the vet says he is a good candidate for amputation. Now I got a whole host of questions about that. He is 15 or thereabouts. As long as he is acting happy eating sleeping and playing he has a good life. If he gets so bad that I think he is suffering, you know what I will do. It's like this. He can't talk; I can and I think what would be right for me in this situation. I think people need to take their responsibilites to their dogs seriously. They are our alter egos and our true friends.
FICTION FLASH
The Heat of Spring
by
RD Larson
As the hot wind swept through the park, a man watched. It was late afternoon, dry for once after nights of rain, yet warm enough to be summer.
She would be here soon. Finally he heard the sound of a horse and soon the carriage pulled up.
Adrianna stepped out with the help of the driver. She looked fragile and ethereal. She had been his goddess for all these months.
She should have known that he had spies everywhere. She should not have coupled with that writer from England.
"Good afternoon, my dear. How lovely you look," Cyril bowed and extended his hand, "Let us walk."
"Please wait for Miss Alford," he called to the driver who nodded his head, already dozing in the fading sunlight.
"Cyril, how kind to think of a picnic under the trees. Thank you for sending your carriage."
"Darling, you can't know how I love to surprise you," Cyril lead her into the trees. He patted her pale hand where it lay on his forearm.
Her blue eyes, so innocent, hid her lie. A surge of anger like a torch seared his stomach.
Cyril reached for her, wanting to kiss her one last time. As she raised her lips to his, he envisioned her in the arms of that young man. As his lips touched her, the flame flashed to his hands and set him afire.
In an explosion of fury, as their lips met, his hands closed around the white throat, pressing -- squeezing as the young woman realized her death was near and struggled. Cyril could not feel his own hands as they fulfilled his tormented jealousy. Crushing her neck, his hands snuffed out Adrianna's last breath.
Gently, lovingly, he lifted her into his arms and carried her through the trees to the stagnant pond near the deep forest that bordered on the park. The fetid stench floated in the heat. He threw her body into the murky green slim and watched it slowly sink into the bottom mud.
Cyril sighed. He turned away walking until he reached his horse; he swung up on to the sorrel mare.
"My lost love."
POLITICAL SLASH
I get so torqued out about all the slamming of the candidates. And you know who is at fault? The stupid news medias, CNN, FOX, ABC, CBS, MS NBC and multiple others. What do they think? That these candidates for PRESIDENT are somehow really rock stars like Brittany or publicity hogs like Paris? Their personal lives do matter but the lengths to which these media moguls scramble for do not exist. Good Grief! Give IT a rest. So what does it matter if this wife or that guy said something off? Or the Candidate stumbles? Let me see you talk for 17 months straight and not repeat yourself! Okay, end of soap box tirade!
DOGGIE SPLASH
Zippy had his third "arm" surgery for cancer a few days ago. He's doing great but it it comes back the vet says he is a good candidate for amputation. Now I got a whole host of questions about that. He is 15 or thereabouts. As long as he is acting happy eating sleeping and playing he has a good life. If he gets so bad that I think he is suffering, you know what I will do. It's like this. He can't talk; I can and I think what would be right for me in this situation. I think people need to take their responsibilites to their dogs seriously. They are our alter egos and our true friends.
FICTION FLASH
The Heat of Spring
by
RD Larson
As the hot wind swept through the park, a man watched. It was late afternoon, dry for once after nights of rain, yet warm enough to be summer.
She would be here soon. Finally he heard the sound of a horse and soon the carriage pulled up.
Adrianna stepped out with the help of the driver. She looked fragile and ethereal. She had been his goddess for all these months.
She should have known that he had spies everywhere. She should not have coupled with that writer from England.
"Good afternoon, my dear. How lovely you look," Cyril bowed and extended his hand, "Let us walk."
"Please wait for Miss Alford," he called to the driver who nodded his head, already dozing in the fading sunlight.
"Cyril, how kind to think of a picnic under the trees. Thank you for sending your carriage."
"Darling, you can't know how I love to surprise you," Cyril lead her into the trees. He patted her pale hand where it lay on his forearm.
Her blue eyes, so innocent, hid her lie. A surge of anger like a torch seared his stomach.
Cyril reached for her, wanting to kiss her one last time. As she raised her lips to his, he envisioned her in the arms of that young man. As his lips touched her, the flame flashed to his hands and set him afire.
In an explosion of fury, as their lips met, his hands closed around the white throat, pressing -- squeezing as the young woman realized her death was near and struggled. Cyril could not feel his own hands as they fulfilled his tormented jealousy. Crushing her neck, his hands snuffed out Adrianna's last breath.
Gently, lovingly, he lifted her into his arms and carried her through the trees to the stagnant pond near the deep forest that bordered on the park. The fetid stench floated in the heat. He threw her body into the murky green slim and watched it slowly sink into the bottom mud.
Cyril sighed. He turned away walking until he reached his horse; he swung up on to the sorrel mare.
"My lost love."
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Excited
Well Iowa caucuses will set in motion the rest of the year. Everybody in Iowa, get out there and make your choice known. It's the American Way!
Faline has a new video up at You Tube. She's folding clothes.
Zippy is good enough to be called WELL from his cancer surgery.
I am working on two short stories, one about changing life. And one about a man and wife on their boat having an argument. Also working on Cleanup Jobs and Car Jack. Still tired from my recent illnesses though.
Faline has a new video up at You Tube. She's folding clothes.
Zippy is good enough to be called WELL from his cancer surgery.
I am working on two short stories, one about changing life. And one about a man and wife on their boat having an argument. Also working on Cleanup Jobs and Car Jack. Still tired from my recent illnesses though.
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