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In Honor of Dr. King A Man With A Dream | I Am Phoebe Jane
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As a child, I loved short stories. Multiple stories in one package! In middle school, I would bring home my thick language arts text book and read through the stories.When I received the Scholastic book order form, my mom would limit me to purchasing one book at a time. I would look for a book…
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Rain began to fall from the sky. Each drop warm and sticky. It was the women who first noticed the droplets of blood. Families rushed home only to find their eldest child on the floor as if dead. The air was filled with hysterical shrieking. Mr. Kerns was the first to suggest a visit to the minister.…
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It is late, dark and cold. The sound of dripping water is starting to get to me. I sit here waiting for him to return. He promised that he would find help and come back for me. Never once do I doubt his faithfulness. It is only a matter of time before I am safe.…
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I need your book requests and recommendations to meet my Goodreads challenge goal! A prize is even involved. All book reviews will be posted here on PhoebeJaneWrites. I Am Phoebe Jane: Books with Friends 2016 Edition
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A post on why I push myself in my career and in my writing. Sometimes I need a reminder as to why I must continue to work so hard. IAmPhoebeJane.com : What Drives You?
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The Queen had just finished stowing away the last of the dishware when the ground began to shake. Sarah looked over and saw the surprise look in the face of the monarch. It told her this was an unusual occurrence, a disruption in this peaceful world. A low rumbling sound joined the shaking, growing louder…
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Traffic began to pick up. The cars were moving at a much faster rate. I was finally able to drive faster than then 15 mph crawl I previously endured. As I passed the city courthouse, I noticed a faint glow surrounding the building. Rubbing my eyes, I looked in my rear view mirror and saw…
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There was something about working at the coffee shop that set her mind into a more focused mode. Although, she did not really understand it. She had set up a designated work space at her home. However, there was something about sitting at a table in a dimly lit shop with the scents of coffee…
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There is something about short stories that is simply wonderful. As much as I love diving between the pages of an amazing novel, slipping into a short story collection can be so relaxing. It’s like breaking into a Kit Kat bar: you get four pieces of chocolate in one package. Short story collections allows the reader to…
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