At first she sees the blur of a rainbow-colored zephyr, then nothing. Then, as a shiny silver door appears with the name “Cafe X” in flashing bright neon, her heart shudders as she catches her breath.
The wind whispers through the canyon, carrying dust, dreams, and the echoes of a bygone era. Some sought their treasures panning for gold. Some in the silver mines. Others came looking for a fresh start and hope in a new world…
Read the latest issue of The MockingOwl Roost, dedicated entirely to the rugged, romantic, and raw world of the Old West. Welcome to Yonder Goes the Tumbleweed.
Hello again Autumn. I thought it was you.When I opened the windows like I always doThe curtains went wild, dancing into the room.Arms sprouting goosebumps, I […]
It’s that time of year — when the ghouls come out to play with the creepy twins in the shadows of that old house on the hill. You know the one. Where the family gets all “creepy, kooky, mysterious and spooky…” Yes, it’s October and time to get your ooky Halloween books list ready to indulge in some spooky fun!
As Rose ascends higher in society, she has to weigh what her own identity, status, and newfound wealth and influence can do for those women who are what she once was. Can she aspire to be the beneficial influence to them that others have been to her?
Unlike some movie musicals, such as My Fair Lady which placed dramatic actors in the main roles and either allowed them to do their singing best (Rex Harrison, who talked his way through most of his numbers) or actually dub, as in Marni Nixon's singing over Audrey Hepburn's lip-synching, Oklahoma placed actual singers in most of the roles.
The Bellfontaine Haunting by Marie Wilkins is a suspenseful and gripping supernatural thriller and murder mystery. It held me from the first page to the last with its story of the ghost of a deceased woman haunting a reporter and the cold case surrounding her death suddenly becoming hot and open.
“I am already less whole. To lose her would mean the full loss of myself. Please, this is the safest place in all of Andoria. I have nowhere else to go.”
When I lifted the lid from the tin, my nostrils instinctively went to the edge and breathed in a sweet, earthy waft. The sachets are sealed into foil packs, but the lingering aroma from their packaging is still there and my heart sang. This is Rooibos, I thought, a smile parting my lips.