MindLoveMisery Menagerie
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Today at MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie is Tale Weaver, for which we are to write about a phobia — real or imagined. ** “I just love Italian food!” Shelley feigned enthusiasm as she wound and unwound her long black hair around her fingers. “This menu is amazing…” “Get whatever you want,” Eddie shrugged. “Looks like you could use
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Today at MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie we’re doing Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille. The prompt is “vague perfume of autumn.” The earthy perfume crisp autumn leaves flutter, there’s a chill in the air
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Today is Wordle #207 at the MindLoveMisery Menagerie Blog. This means we must use at least ten of the words below to create a story or poem. Hemmablind ((adj.) To become so accustomed to the flaws in one’s own home as to no longer notice them even if those flaws require certain adaptations to be
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Today’s writing prompt over at MindLoveMisery Menagerie is the image below: Poem–“Alone”, by Edgar Allen Poe. From the moment I was born, I was alone. Even with my parents and nine brothers and sisters, I was alone. I didn’t look like them — any of them — nor did I think the way they did. I had
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Today’s writing prompt at MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie is Opposing Forces. We must use the following antitheses in our writing: – whisper and shout – humid and dry yet, you whisper them sweetly — those cruel, ugly words — that shout at the tender places of my heart too often your hateful ways make me wish I
Ergo, the Ogre 