Fandango’s Story Starter

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She ran her hand beneath the park bench and sure enough, just as he said, she felt the envelope secured there by tape. Sara was so excited she could barely open the note! Her fingers fumbled and then before she opened the paper to read, she sighed at the thought of her soon to be husband, Jim. He was everything she always wanted! Sara opened the paper to read: “I’m sorry, Sara, but I’ve decided to join the French Foreign Legion. I left this morning at nine.” Sara fainted.

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Fandango’s Story Starter #237

dVerse Poets + Cigarette

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deep need of pleasure

a burning taste familiar

breathing in tandem

lungs expand, accepting smoke

slowly the feeling spreads on

open mind stretches

dreamy invited visions

sending contentment

brain desires ever more

surrounds with satisfaction

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I took a different mode inspired by the word cigarette and how it controls environment

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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts: March 10, 2026

Simply Six Minutes

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Joe looked right at his wife, and was not really shocked, but mildly surprised. Such a beautiful woman, but not to her thinking. Helen had been told her looks were ordinary and not to expect any man to take an interest in her. Instead they said, rely on your brain and sharpen your skills in the world of science. Helen believed her parents and threw herself into her studies, earning a doctorate in cosmetic sciences. Now at 38, she finally stopped experimenting on herself.

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 03/10/2026

MLMM Wordle

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The old turtle came out of his private cave, now called a “man cave”, where he could listen to every single music choice with no comments from his family, the youngsters he called them. It was a bit unusual to see him claw his way out in the middle of the day, but there he was, pushing aside the large cushion that served as a door shape to keep his lair away from prying eyes and ears. The shine had worn off the faux leather door blocker, but the price of a new one had tripled since the seventies. The family dinner is ready chime drew him out for a meal and conversation. He noticed the dreaded new hip hop sounds disguised as music were heard in the background. He would sit for the dinner meal and then return to his self made nest.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #467

Living Poetry – Choose Light

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come into my shelter

the blackish form invited

all your foolish fears

suddenly be righted

slip into the shadow

slide into the dark

every brave step forward

will ignite a spark

imagine you see the light

it’s right on this other side

you will be rewarded

as others came and tried

move across the grayish stones

it will only take a moment

to enter all the sunshine

now brighter than you’ve known it.

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Monday Poetry Prompt: Shadow

SYW 3-9-26

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As always an optional gratitude section is included at the end.
Here are this week’s questions:

1. What is the worst place you have ever lived in (house, town, caravan, other)? A small old house that was falling apart, in a small town. However despite all of its dangerous flaws, one of my favorites!


2. Would you like to live in a large property with a big garden or a small cottage in the middle of nowhere? A small cottage with a huge garden in the middle of nowhere.☺️


3.  Do you feel comfortable in a crowd/group of people? Most of the time. Being in a wheelchair is difficult in large groups. You’re always in the way, looking up to speak which gets uncomfortable and sometimes ignored like a child.


4.  Do you enjoy your own company? I have no choice theses days.

Gratitude: We had snow which was beautiful and a visit from family, good things.🥰❄️

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Share Your World 9th March