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9th Annual Holiday Contest: The Evil Dr. Gerbil Steals Christmas

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…so I can get cozy on the couch and start reading Susanna Leonard Hill’s Holiday Contest story entries. Not sure where to find them? Head on over here to read all about the contest and find the links to all the entries. I managed to squeak my story in at the last minute, and at 249 words!

It’s time to see what my beloved (or not so beloved) The Evil Dr. Gerbil is up to. When we last left off The Evil Dr. Gerbil managed to escape from prison again with the help of his on again, off again, girlfriend Patty Partridge, a stolen enchanted cauldron, and a little magic. Inspector Wallaby put his best agent, Wonder Weasel, on the case.

Fox Breaking News

An international gerbil-hunt is in effect after elves from the North Pole reported Santa’s sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer stolen. Bits of rodent droppings, and traces of pear were found at the scene, Investigators believe this to be the work of The Evil Dr. Gerbil, and his on again, off again girlfriend Patty Partridge.

 Story at 11…

“Oh Gerbs, you truly are the Evilest villain in town!”

“This is my greatest work yet, Patty! I’ve stolen Christmas…Christmas! No presents, no smiling children, no stockings by the chimney. Let’s see what those miserable critics have to say about me now!”

 Fox News Alert…

The 5 Golden Ring Avian Gang reported being knocked out of the sky this evening by a fast moving sleigh, believed to be piloted by The Evil Dr. Gerbil.

Our Fox reporter interviewed the fowled Fowl, who had this to say,

“It was that filthy rodent!”

Back to you in the studio…

Thank you Ralph. Children are bracing for this global crisis; Wonder Weasel has been called to investigate.

Meanwhile back at Police Headquarters…

 “Yes Santa…we’re wor…I under…of cour…CLICK! Wonder Weasel, please tell me you have a plan?”

“Yes Inspector Wallaby. I have a plan to return Santa’s sleigh, and put that rodent back in his cage…”

Fox Breaking News

Santa’s sleigh and eight tiny reindeer have been located on a small reindeer treat farm in upstate NY. The Evil Dr. Gerbil remains at large. Investigators are collecting DNA and paw-print evidence at the scene.

Stay Tuned…

 

Hope you all have a very Happy and Healthy Holiday Season and a Happy New Year!

 

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9th Annual Holiday Contest

Wake up from your Turkey slumber, it’s time to write! Susanna Leonard Hill is at it again, with her 9th Annual Holiday Contest. Not sure what that is? Well, take a sneak peek here and read all about it. Last year I was too busy with Grad school papers to participate, but this year I’m free, and looking forward to writing more stories. So on that note, time to get writing…

Hope to see you in the contest too!

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The Love Letter

valentiny writing contest 2019!Happy Valentines Day Everyone, or should I say Happy Valentiny! I’m excited for Susanna Leonard Hill’s 4th annual Valentiny writing contest. For all of the fabulous entries, or more information on Susanna’s contest, head on over here. I hope you enjoy my story. It comes in at 209 words.

 

The Love Letter

Susie loves Johnny,
and Johnny loves Jane,
but Jane’s one true love
is Marty McShane.

 Marty McShane still thinks
girls are icky,
but everyone knows
that Marty’s so picky.

 On Valentine’s Day
Susie wrote a love letter,
in hopes that her Johnny
would never forget her,

 but Johnny loves Jane,
and pretended the letter
was one he had written
in order to get her
to be his true love,
his girl, his sweet Jane,
but Jane’s one true love is Marty McShane.

 And Marty McShane still thinks
girls are icky,
and everyone knows that Marty’s so picky.

 Love letters make Marty queasy inside,
so when Jane passed that letter,
He wanted to die!
Then the teacher said,
“Marty, please hand me your letter!”
and Marty burned red,
‘cause he knew he upset her.

 Marty knew Teacher would read the love letter
out loud to the class,
there was no way he’d let her!

 He crumpled the letter
He rumpled the page,
then hid the love note
in the class pet’s steel cage.

 Freckles woke up
As the letter slipped in,
and he knew that the letter wasn’t for him,
but he guiltily swallowed it down with a grin.
causing classmates to laugh,
much to Marty’s chagrin!

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8th Annual Holiday Contest Stories

Unfortunately my grad school final paper took up all of my free writing time this past week, and I was unable to get a story together for Susanna Leonard Hill’s 8th annual Holiday Writing Contest. After submitting a 28 page grant proposal writing a 250 word short story should have been a piece of cake right?

Now that this semester is officially over, I at least have some free time to pour a hot cup of coffee (or cocoa), bake something yummy, sit by the fire, and read some amazing Holiday stories. Sound like fun? Come join me here and we can read together.

Happy Reading!

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#50 Precious Word Contest 2018

March 2nd, is Dr. Seuss’ birthday, and to celebrate, the #50preciouswords contest is now open.  Don’t know what the #50preciouswords contest is, then head on over to Vivian Kirkfield’s website here, for the all the rules, and fabulous prizes.

Dr. Seuss was not immune to writing challenges either, and was dared by Bennett Cerf, his editor at Random House, to write a story using no more than 50 unique words (not the word count). The result: Green Eggs and Ham.

Thank you Vivian for all of your hard work and dedication to children’s literature, and the kid lit community.  My entry comes in at exactly 50 words.

 

Snow day

School is cancelled!

Hip, hooray!

Called my friends

“Come out, let’s play.”

Slick bottom sleds,

conquer the hill.

Pigtails ascending,

Oh what a thrill!

Race up and down

till sun starts to set,

stomach growling,

clothes soaking wet.

Gather our sleds;

head on our way.

Hoping tomorrow’s another snow day!

 

 

 

 

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Happy Birthday Charles Perrault

Charles Perrault

Charles Perrault

Charles Perrault was born on this day 1628 in Paris, France.  Perrault began his career as a lawyer, but had a penchant for poetry, and writing.  He is most famous for his book Histoires ou Contes du temps passé (Stories or Tales of The Past) which included eight famous stories we are all familiar with listed below:

Subtitle: Contes de ma mère l'Oye (Tales of Mother Goose)

Subtitle: Contes de ma mère l’Oye (Tales of Mother Goose)

La belle au bois dormant (The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood)
Le petit chaperon rouge (Little Red Riding Hood)
La Barbe bleüe (Blue Beard)
Le Maistre Chat, ou le Chat Botté (The Master Cat; or, Puss in Boots)
Les Fées (The Fairies)
Cendrillon, ou la petite pantoufle de verre (Cinderella; or, The Little Glass Slipper)
Riquet à la Houppe (Ricky of the Tuft)
Le petit Pouçet (Little Thumb)

Charles Perrault was born into wealth and prestige, and was highly educated, and an excellent student. Perrault was successful in the law, and worked for the government under King Louis XIV.  He was elected to the Académie française in 1671.  Ironically while in the Académie, he was involved in “The Quarrel of the Ancients and the Moderns”, a bipolar dispute that pitted ancient literature up against modern-day writings.  Perrault took a modernist stance believing that ancient literature was not as sophisticated as modern literature.

Charles Perrault became a widower after only six years of marriage.  His wife bore three sons, and a daughter.  He was forced to retire from government life at age 56, and went home to care for and educate his four children.  In 1697 at age 69 he published Histoires ou Contes du temps passé.  This is a great lesson for all writers that it’s never too late to pick up quill and parchment, Underwood, or Apple.  It was his love of oral folklore telling, and the subsequent rewriting of those tales that have allowed them to be passed from one generation to the next; not quite the modernist after all.

Gustave Dore's Engraving

Gustave Dore’s Engraving

He is the inspiration for my story The Full Worm Moonand I am happy to wish him a Happy 388th Birthday.  It is an impressive feat to remain so relevant after death, and to continue to touch so many minds with such wonderful storytelling.

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The Full Worm Moon

When you’ve worked in a hospital as long as I have, you get to dread the full moon, and the crazy lunacy that kind of a night dishes out.  I thought it would be fun to see what kind of night the full worm moon would dish out on my fairy tale hospital.  I remember reading about the full worm moon last spring, and fell in love with the name.  This winter we will be celebrating a very rare Christmas day full cold moon, so  I thought it would be a good day to present my tale.  Enjoy.  Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and Happy New Year!

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(Photo by Lee Capps)

On the night of the Full Worm Moon,
Just three months shy of June,
The Nightingale sang her tale
In her melodic musical scale.

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Her notes spun the yarn of three wards
Where sick fairytale characters board.
She tweets of the one crazy night
When they all came in running with fright.

It was Lunacy’s raining assault
On the Hospital C. P. Perrault,
An impregnated orb shining smugly
On the wards of the: Good, Bad, and Ugly.

The Wolf was the first through the door.
Inflated with prisoners of war.
Dr. Spock had the nerve to come fore,
“What is making your belly so sore?”
The Wolf rolled around on the floor,
Moaning, “Too many petit fours?”

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(Image by Cale Atkinson)

Dr. Spock heard the cries from his belly.
This couldn’t possibly be teacakes with jelly!
“To the O.R!”, he cried to Nurse Kelly,
“Then admit to Ward Bad Machiavelli”

Mirror Mirror on the wall
In rolled the fairest of them all,
Obtunded in her glassed in wall,
Surrounded by 7 Dwarfs so small.

(Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Disney)

“Help, help!”   They cried,
“Snow White is dead!”
Her skin still white
Her lips still red
Dr. Spock ran quickly to her bed,
And placed his hand upon her head.

He checked her out from tip to toe
Swiftly diagnosing Snow,
“Poison!” from an evil foe;
“Call ENT please Nurse Cousteau.”

“A Poison apple I deduce,
A classic case of child abuse.
Once ENT can get it loose,
Admit Snow White to Ward Good Mother Goose”

Last, but not least
A horrible beast
Who dined on his wives
In a blood thirsty feast.

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(Artwork by ZhdaNN)

A serial killer of the first degree
Stabbed multiple times by his wife’s family.
With his blue tainted tendrils
A dark shade of red
The ER staff
Were shaking with dread.

Dr. Spock ever brave
Went to Blue Beards Bedside
To examine his wounds
And apply germicide.

“Your lacerations are deep, they’ll require a stitch.”
“Nurse Ratched please call in our surgical witch.”
With a swoosh, and a vroom, on a long hairy broom
Flew the witch through the doors of the Emergency room

All cloaked in black
With a cat on her back
Came the witch with her stitch
In her medical pack.

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“I’ll stitch up this beast,”
Said the witch to the doc,
“Then find him a room with an unbreakable lock!”

“Bluebeard as a detainee?”
“No, no” he thought, “That won’t be me!”
“Prison cells…how bourgeoisie”
For he possessed the enchanted key.

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“These doctors cannot lock me in.”
He smiled with an evil grin.
His bloodied beard then shook from chuckling
As he wheeled into ward Ugly Duckling.