I am a librarian, which means I like books. It also means I'm into statistics. Okay, maybe not this much. I mention this because the stats say my most popular post is a review I wrote several months ago about Netflix's Requiem. It makes me laugh, because that was such a whim. Requiem isn't the … Continue reading American Horror Story Apocalypse Episode 1: A Review
I understand that we have new host for SYW... Sparks From a Combustible Mind. Hello! I'm Liz. Nice to meet you! Anyhoo... on to the questions. When you are old, what do you think children will ask you to tell stories about? If you are ‘old’ (a term with different meanings for everyone); what stories … Continue reading Sharing My World – September 3, 2018
I'm still running a week behind. Here are my thoughts for August 20. Which tastes better: black or green olives? Kalamata Olives. They always seemed purple to me. What’s your favorite room in your home? The one that I've recently cleaned. What fictional family would you be a member of? Hmm... I'd be Weasley. What … Continue reading Sharing my World – August 20, 2018
My short story, We Are All Stardust, took up so much time that I got behind on my favorite weekly posts and challenges. These questions are from August 13. A class you wish you would have taken? Fiction writing. It's not too late. I plan on taking a class on fiction writing someday. Time and … Continue reading Sharing My World – August 13, 2018
The Permanence of Memory WE WEREN'T DONE yet. There was still the matter of Naia Khan. Naia was on the run. Chicago police picked her up at O'Hare airport, where she was about to board a British Airways flight to London. She was running. Interesting. In my experience, innocent people don't run. I went to … Continue reading We Are All Stardust: Part 8
A Dish Served Cold FATIMA'S BODY WAS found at 4:28 pm. She had been stuffed into a trunk and buried less than two feet under the patio. It was a nice trunk. Probably a little too nice. It was so nice that it kept out water and air. This meant Fatima's body hadn't decomposed the way … Continue reading We Are All Stardust: Part 7
Jealousy is the Disease of the Soul THE NEXT MORNING I scoured the bathroom for any signs of Fatima's murder. Not that I thought there would be. Three years and another family between then and now meant the bathroom's been cleaned a time or two. Still, you never know. Little things can get overlooked. I … Continue reading We Are All Stardust: Part 6
L'amor che move 'l sole e l'altre THAT NIGHT I picked up some pizza on the way home. Good thing I did, too, because there was no dinner. I came home to find Gwen wandering through the house, chanting, and waving a bunch of incense around. "Gwenny? Baby? Whatcha doing?" I sat the pizza down and … Continue reading We Are All Stardust: Part 5
Gone Girl I STOPPED BY Starbucks on the way back to the office, my mind on Ezekiel and our conversation. Nearly three years, and he was still hung up on her? That must have been some love. Not that I didn’t understand. If Gwen ever left me, I’d lose it, too. As I pulled out … Continue reading We Are All Stardust: Part 4
Liz Charnes 