
© irene waters 2016

© irene waters 2016

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The oedematous black bags surrounding her huge eyes grew with each sleepless night. She had to keep alert, prepared to fight, should the monsters leave the closet. During the day they hid in the dresses and blouses hanging in the cupboard. At night they came alive, dancing in the shadows cast by the moon, waiting for her to sleep but night after night she stayed awake. Not without cost as her hair fell out, her teeth blackened, her cheeks hollowed.
Looking out at the grotesque monster the closet creatures were frightened. They’d have to stay awake to protect themselves.
In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks:
March 9, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a monster story. You can pick any perspective, even that of the monster. It can be literal or symbolic; it can be heroic or realistic. Think about the shifting roles of what is a monster and who is a monster-slayer. Consider how easily we give the label to others or to fears we can’t name.
Respond by March 15, 2016 to be included in the weekly compilation.Rules are here. All writers are welcome!

© irene waters 2016
Luckily the day after was the total opposite of the day before. Friday the sun shone and the stars glistened as my decade changed.

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© irene waters 2016
Sydney, Melbourne
have galleries in alleys
In Wellington, there’s room to spread their wings.
In response to Paula’s Thursday’s Special

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In response to Cee’s fun foto challenge

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© irene waters 2016 Mitchell Library Sydney
Jemima and I tiptoed into the library. Mrs Hinkshell, stared at us. “Good morning girls.What do you want today? Another Green Gables book?”
“Thanks. We’re just looking today.” We escaped to nonfiction. Jemima kept lookout whilst I went to the shelf Jack had told us about. Finding the book, I pulled it from the shelf and put it on one of the many tables strewn around the stacks.
“C’mon.” We poured over the naked bodies and stumbled over unfamiliar words.
“Girls!” Mrs Hinkshell snapped the book shut. “Go home and ask your parents about the birds and the bees.”
In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks us:
March 2, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes a library. You can honor the libraries in your own experience, dream about libraries of the future or explore a community without one. Bonus points for discovering something you didn’t know your library offered. For example, my library offers organic and heirloom seeds.
Respond by March 8, 2016 to be included in the weekly compilation.Rules are here. All writers are welcome!

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Blog Post Comments: Weekly Smile 9th March 2016
There is so much to smile at but when it comes to making a post of these smile occasions the mind goes somewhat blank. Then I read some comments I have received and realised that it is the interaction and communicating with those who comment on my posts that give me so many smiles everyday. There are the understanding comments – I smile as I am no longer alone, there are the ones that appreciate the creativity and effort I have put into the post – I smile that the piece has been appreciated, there are the humorous one – I smile and sometimes laugh out loud. What a way to start my day, perhaps cheer the middle of the day and go to sleep by at night. Thank you to every single commenter on my post – you all make me smile. I’d love to give oodles of examples but will give just one which I hope will make everyone smile.
To see other smiles: Trent’s Weekly Smile
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