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not a moment too soon. Already 2009 is shaping up as
a fulfilling year with so many of our members achieving
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Ronnie
Group Host
In This Day by Melissa Park
He sits there and I watch him look lovingly in her direction.
I’m jealous of this sleek, black lover of his; the one that sits un-
complainingly in the corner and awaits his ministrations. I too
wait, and want. But I am not so easily played, nor does the music
I make sound as sensuous as hers when he strokes her the way
she likes.
As I knew he would, he walks over and sits beside her, whis-
pering adorations as he reaches for her neck. I watch as his fin-
gers glide downward, grasping her gently as he lifts her to his
lap.
The rhythmic pulsing of their collaboration causes me to shud-
der as I think of how well each fits to the other. His hand moving
effortlessly, fingers delivering just enough pressure in order to
make her sing in a way I never can.
Tonight there is something in the air. I can feel it as he con-
tinues to concentrate on making her happy. How I long for his
touch on my skin, making me hit those same notes, my body
humming in pleasure while I moan a tune I know he likes to
hear.
But she refuses to release him. So I wait, hoping that she
doesn’t steal so much of his soul that not one drop is left for me
when the time comes.
This is the life I chose when I gave my heart to a musician,
knowing I would forever share him with another, knowing I
would always be waiting my turn.
A native San Franciscan currently residing as a Northern Nevadan, J.C.
Montgomery firmly believes that fulfillment doesn’t come with a dollar
sign, however it sometimes can be found downing a venti skinny vanilla
latte with an extra shot at her local coffee house. More information about
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I don’t remember. But I know what you told others. Not me,
you didn’t tell me. I don’t remember and it’s probably best that
I don’t. My mind forgot while it was happening, that’s best for a
child. Children don’t remember things like that.
I remember the wall propped up against the side of the house
with a short plank wedging it upright. The wall was tall, or I was
short. But the plank of wood, well, that was just right. Perfect for
what I wanted, I don’t remember what. I remember you were
building.
You like to build. With all these children you don’t have a
choice really; there are so many to make room for. You’re bend-
ing over some tools and she’s getting the plank of wood. You’re
saying her name, quickly, urgently, and she looks at you. That’s
all she remembers.
I’m sitting on your knee in a taxi. No one ever calls a taxi. And
you’re holding me gently, not like you ever did before. I’m sud-
denly special among all those children and I’m disappointed to
arrive home. I don’t remember the leaving home.
You told the taxi driver the nail went into my chest and
missed the right heart ventricle by millimeters. Or do I just re-
member in millimeters and not somethingths-of-an-inch? I re-
member the hole. I can feel the scar. I don’t remember the pain,
but, like things like that, pain’s forgettable.
I remember the way you held me.
Now you read this, and I look at you expectantly, hoping you
rejoice in my inscription of the forgotten, the control of voice,
the espousal of infantile perception and adult retrospection, the
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this.”
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There was a feeling of restlessness deep in my soul
the inner heart
the inner soul
an ironic statement
‘lack of soul’
the inner eye
expressing irony
an epic journey
struggle
at the core of the soul
taking place over a long period of time and involving a lot of
difficulties
It’s showing that I really mean the opposite of what soul are
saying an inner voice
my mind was filled with morbid thoughts of death
I only feel this strongly about it some days
‘I might even die.’ ‘should I be so morbid?’
I watched with morbid curiosity
it’s kind of like myself is involved in a fight
a battle with myself
battle with my soul
the endless battle between man and nature
I kept it in checked with chains and massive locks
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fought against the fear
I had problems fighting the blaze in my soul
I gradually fought my way to the top
dell…
it seemed, my soul was a small valley with trees growing
around it
a spooky old house
a spooky atmosphere
I was just thinking about my life when I lost
a creepy life
a creepy coincidence
I sat on the edge with my legs dangling over the side
the hole where the heart is meant to be and the inner just
dangling there
I had a life challenges dangled in front of me
I remembered, at some point I have achieved a good result
and been successful
and the stage where all my efforts ended in failure
all the attempt was doomed to failure
I had a sense of impending doom
there was a fatal flaw in the plan
I was locked in mortal combat
to be in mortal danger
suffered a mortal blow
I learnt from experience, both successes and failures
a battle of wills
I held the moment, when each side is very determined to
win
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but my path always shone with a faint unsteady light
a mirror there I caught the glimmer of a smile in my eyes
the glimmering of an idea
a glimmer of hope
I portrayed the painting in good faith
an inner voice told me that what I was doing was wrong
my soul’s belief has restored my faith
faith is stronger than reason
belief showed me the right path
for some reason …
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My Jesus!
I love thee,
With all my heart & all my soul;
My Jesus!
I know thou art mine,
You can’t leave me ever lonely;
I know,
You gonna protect me;
And safe me,
In any danger;
And In any kind of pain,
My savior art thou;
I love thee,
Because thou has fist loved me;
There’s so many reason to keep you faith,
I love thee for wearing the thorn on thy brow;
You sacrifced for us,
Can’t forget that ever;
I love thee Juses,
Because thou has fist loved me;
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Brandishing burnished Sword
Transparent in armour of Light
There stands the Warrior Maiden
Prepared for the darkest of night.
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Stands forth her Beloved,
“You have taken my Cup.”
Pictures have always danced in my head. Sometimes a dream will stick with
me evoking feelings, even messages, that cry out to be released through
my hands. I thrill at the breath of life a picture inhales as the layers build. It
is my hope that you hear the voice in my pictures.
My Paradise
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Like the sea, like the sky, like a million things,
Can my heart find the like to the way it sings?
Like the pale moon that glows, even out of view,
The hope and the light that I see in you.
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‘Tis the cloud, lined with that most precious hue,
That lies beyond darkness I’m yet to pass through,
I know that I must, and so I do,
Then, I find that my silver lining is you.
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“Open your eyes Emma.”
Emma’s eyes fluttered open then wanted to close again when
daylight rushed in but after a few blinks she was able to see.
Turbulent breezes whipped her cheeks, stems of rye and bar-
ley scratched against her calves, lazy clouds scattered a blue sky;
the vacant landscape around her was beautiful. It depressed her.
No one to share this world with. Here I am standing on top of new
hill, golden rye moving as waves on a sea and I’m alone.
Heaviness gripped her heart, tears welled in her eyes which
she struggled to hold back. Her heart ached and felt so heavy she
had to press her clenched fists to her chest from toppling for-
ward.
Where is everyone? Why do I have to face beauty on my own? Why
do I have to open my eyes to the sky and the empty lands and not have
anyone around me?
Emma shook her thoughts away, breathed in the world
around her and slowly unclenched her fists. The weight of her
depression fell to the ground. She leapt into the air then landed
to the spongy earth – running against the breeze and rye, so fast,
her face burned, her chest struggled with breath.
There has to be people, she hoped. Got to be someone to share this
experience with. But, every where she looked the hills were barren
of people. It was just the same swaying rye under the bright sky.
No! she screamed and pushed her sprints harder. She entered
a valley, ignoring the stinging to her skin, and fought back her
tears and hopelessness.
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Has to be someone! She breathed out and unleashed her de-
termination. It kept her running, searching and continuing to
hope. She ran faster until the world whizzed into a blue – gold
blur. She ran so fast, the world fell silent and the wind lost its
voice.
Emma gulped down her pain and held back the tears, re-
fusing to believe she was alone and lost in her own mind. She
crossed a hill, stumbled off the edge of a cliff and fell… down…
down… down into oblivion.
***
Emma felt this emotional disturbance every day she lived in
her coma. Depression, distress, desperation, the bareness of life,
beauty lacking fulfilment and the sense of your stand at the top
of the world that is only yours and will never exist for another.
Slowly seeing your hope and life dim until all that you recog-
nised and value is gone. Is there hope for a return, for life to
take on meaning and purpose again?
***
White daylight sliced into Emma’s room through papery
cream curtains and fell on her eye lids. Her eyes fluttered open;
they blinked back the light until the daylight was weaker and
easier to take. She breathed out a deep sigh, one that emptied
the foul breath from her lungs and looked around her.
How long have I been running?
Pain stabbed at her temples. Her body twitched with pins
and needles. Her eyes fell shut and were closed again, and
world went to black.
The pain eased into delicate caresses and soothing sighs.
Emma opened her eyes and smiled at the sight of the golden
rye covering the hillsides with its brilliance and glory. The
wind played with her hair.
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“You don’t have to run any more Emma,” the wind whis-
pered. “Life is here.”
An understanding smile graced Emma’s face. She ran further
up and farther into her world.
I’m a writer and an artist at heart. My creative works are my driving force,
my hopes and my curses. I give all of my free energies to my stories and
image works. I have a fantasy series due out this end of January and work-
ing on its promotion.
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In this world in one way or the other, we all work for the
public. There are cashiers, police officers, and technicians for
all different occupations. There are many people out there the
look down their noises at the local drugstore cashier because she
works for the public. Let me ask you one big question how many
professions can you think of that is not in some way deal with
the public?
It is my hope that after reading the following true stories you
will come away with two things, a smile on your face from all the
stories you have read, and a different feeling about that person
in the store that waits on you. I will break these stories down into
categories according to the profession.
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A customer called a locksmith to make keys for his car be-
cause they had lost the keys. The Locksmith proceeds to ask the
normal questions, “What is the year and model of you car?”
“Where is your vehicle located?” To that question, the cus-
tomer answers, “In my driveway.”
The problem is the customer has not give the Locksmith
their address so the Locksmith asks, “Does your driveway have
an address?”
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A customer walks up to a cashier who is standing behind
her register with her light on and asks, “Are you open?
An employee at a hardware return counter has a customer
bring a light fixture to them for a refund. The employee asks,
“What is the reason for returning this. Is it broken?”
The customer answers, “No it works fine. It was bought to
replace a light fixture we thought was burnt out but no one
bothered to turn it on.”
A garden employee was watering her plants one day and
a customer walked up to her and said, “Why are you doing
that?”
A customer asked a garden employee how to do something
in their yard
The employee tried to explain to the customer that they
needed to dig a trench around their project. The customer
looked at the employee and said, “Can I buy that inside?”
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A customer comes through the drive thru at White Castle
and orders a medium coke and a large sprite. When they get to
the window and the employee hand their drinks to them they
ask, “Which one is which?”
Well are you shaking your head in disbelief yet? As I stated
earlier all these stories are very true. I did not make any of
them up! Don’t go away yet I am not through I still have more
stories to relate but this time they are on a bit of a different note
but still you will be saying to yourself, “What were they think-
ing?”
Robbery Stories
I know what you are thinking robbery stories how can they
be funny. Just keep reading you will see.
A robber comes into a donut shop to rob it. Instead of taking
the money out of the register, they take the entire register and
run off down the street with it. Where do you think they went
with it? They ran to their house!
A robber takes a taxi to his crime scene. The victim is smart
enough to get the number off the taxi and the police call the
driver and tell him what is going on so they can find out were
the robber is going and be there waiting on him. It just so hap-
pened the robber told the driver to take him to his own home!
An employee of a donut shop decides to rob it while they
were on duty. They proceed to gather all the money together
and make it look like the place had been robbed. After they
thought they had made the scene, look good they went home
and they were still there with the money in hand when the po-
lice showed up to ask them what happened.
A man robbed a convenience store and he was in such a
hurry to leave as he ran out the door he did not notice the
sheriff’s car that was parked right in front of the door. He fell
spread eagle over the hood of the sheriff’s car his gun went one
way and the money went the other. The sheriff said, “It was the
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easiest bust I had ever had.”
A regular customer at a bar decides to rob it. The problem
was the customer lived just two doors down from the bar!
A man is standing in line at a convenience store and he
decides to rob it. What he did not realize was there was a fully
dressed police officer in line right behind him!
A team of officers goes to make a raid on a crooks house.
Once they break in to the house, they find that they have the
wrong house.
I know what you must be thinking she has to be making all
these stories up. I did not make any of these stories up, they are
all true. Please let me state again that I am not making fun of
these people. I am merely trying to point out that we all have
are moments when we say or do something that just does not
come out right. After all, we are all only human right.
I like to take picture of my little dog Buddy or of nature. If you have ever
owned a little dog like mine you would understand why I say he gives me a
photo opportunity almost every time I turn around.
For me taking pictures is about preserving a piece of time. A piece that may
never come again. Why say to your grandchildren, “I remember when this
happened.” This leaves them to just imagine what you are talking about.
It would be so much better to be able to show them what you are talking
about.
Think of how valuable a picture of a dead loved one is to the one who
misses them most.
Pictures are a way for we as a people to record for future generations what
means the most to us today.
A hundred years from now when we are all long gone. How do you know
that future generations will even know what a flower is because they may all
be gone as well.
Just a little food for thought.
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chanel2
Out of all the stories you have
written which ones do you like the
most?
The cover for this issue was cre- Being here on Redbubble is what
ated by Cathryn and voted by a ma- unleashed my very first story The Big
jority of group members to represent Black Shiny Car, so for me, it’s a bit
our end of 2008 blogazine. special. It is still my most viewed
story to date and based on a true event
Cathryn has been a member of from my childhood.
Redbubble.com for over a year and My most favourite story though, is
has enlightened and entertained oth- Crack in the Chain. I had so much
ers with her stories and art works. fun writing that story and was nerv-
Here Cathryn tells us more of herself ous as to how it would be received.
and up coming projects. I would love to be able to write like
this some more, not specifically, but
humorously. So hopefully with my
What do you hope to achieve for new focus, some may come to hand.
2009? My portfolio doesn’t stick to one
particular genre. I am envious of peo-
My lighthearted poems are my fa- ple who know exactly what it is they
vourite and what ultimately led me to like to do, and where their talent lies.
Redbubble in the first place. I hope Still, I’ve never been one to say, ‘you
to continue with these and most im- belong there’ e.t.c. I like to do what I
portantly concentrate on writing in feel like doing when the feeling hits,
general. It’s not something I thought this could also be due to the fact that
I could do, so would like to dedicate I am still learning.
most of my time trying, and seeing In summary I’m just having a go
what comes from it. and have dipped my toes and the wa-
ter feels nice.
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You host The Blue Room, could I decided before starting the
you please explain what this group group, that if I was going to include
is all about? art and photography I was going to
moderate it according to my tastes
Initially I envisioned the group and standards. Erotica is not por-
to be for ‘Writers’ only. People who nography but it is not a visit to the
aren’t afraid to take their sexual ex- Sistine Chapel either. It is sex and
periences and thoughts and put them lust and desire and a lot of luscious
on paper and then post them on the thoughts. It is admiring the human
internet. That is not always an easy body in a purely sexual way… with-
thing to do when there are so many out the need to leer, ogle or make
oddities on the web. You leave your- fun of. There is no better feeling for
self wide open by posting a picture me than promoting or featuring the
of yourself fully clothed let alone a work of the artists in my group. That
is why I started the wordpress Blue it’s a manual process. If Redbub-
Room, to generate off site interest in ble were to automate the challeng-
the artists, photographers and writ- es (like what they have done with
ers work. You just never know who image challenges) how would you
may stumble upon a site like that and like this system to work?
hopefully buy, publish or hire one of
my members. I intend reopening the To be honest, I have no idea.
site in the New Year with the prom- Should I have done my homework
ise of a lot of traffic generated to- on the subject of Challenges? I
wards their redbubble sites. know very little about them, how
they are run or what they entail. So...
What are you latest challenges, I’ll make a challenge for myself…
group projects…? to learn more about challenges and
maybe start one for the group :)
Group projects? Hmmm I have As for writing challenges Ron-
an idea for a book. It’s scooting nie…I would leave those ideas up to
around in my head right now… but the experts such as yourself and the
what I would like to do is begin an redbubble team. I am sure you guys
erotic story and pass it on to inter- will come up with something special
ested group members (writers or art- and we will be looking forward to
ists) to add their own words to. You it.
would only be able to add a certain
amount of words and there would be
other rules of course… but yeah… I
have ideas :D
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yes, despite the senior citizen fash- than softened the harsh planes of
ion. his face. Then she remembered to
His move back allowed the sun- take the photo. Fingers cold, Blaise
shine to highlight his scowl and the fumbled the camera into her pocket.
efforts he put into concealing it. Done.
Blaise jolted, increasing the distance A warm hand the size of a cym-
between them. Her camera bumped bal wrapped round her elbow, brand-
her wrist. ing her flesh beneath the layers of
Camera! coat and cardigan. “Are you well,
Blaise fumbled the sleek silver ma’am?”
cube up to her face. Then swallowed, Argh! Had he spotted anything?
hoping the motion would unpeel her Had she slipped out of character?
tongue from the roof of her mouth. Blaise craned her head round
She hunched a little and tipped her in one of the birdlike mannerisms
head up to show the crêpey neck and she’d adopted for this role. He had
the wrinkles around her eyes. sharp eyes, she noticed. Hazel eyes,
“Sweetie, may I have your photo with little flecks of gold, like sun-
to show the ladies back at the home?” light through green tea.
Yes, yesss! The creaky reedy voice She forced herself to inhale,
came naturally. Blaise made a show forced a rueful smile. “Just old and
of scrabbling over the buttons of the there’s only one cure for that.”
digital camera, squinting at it from “Not for a long time yet, I hope.”
a distance of five centimeters. She He walked her to the door.
pasted on a hopeful expression and “Hmmm, yes.”
glanced at him.
His stance relaxed a fraction.
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“Anything for the ladies.” He
peeked at his watch and the rapidly
emptying room.
Humouring her, and nicely too.
Blaise rewarded him with a smile
that felt bigger than usual thanks to
the carefully sloppy application of
lipstick. She never wore it normally
but whenever she did, her lips felt
plump and lush and not altogether
hers.
His own smile was somewhat
forced, she felt. It heightened rather
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The Bunyip Of
Boobera
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Damian Herde
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waded out along the nearby fallen He screamed and recoiled while still
river gum. His well tanned skin, underwater, losing all of his air and
sun-bleached hair and athletic body surging to the surface coughing.
created the illusion of a life spent on “Snake! Out of the water!” he
the coast rather than the bush. His managed between gasps, swimming
brothers, Marty and Nick, looked at for the bank. He was no stranger to
each other, and then followed him seeing snakes take to the water, and
out along the submerged trunk. They knew they could stay submerged for
all knew the bottom dropped away some time. He had never actually
sharply, and none of them wanted to ran into one before, let alone two.
try and grab the dog while treading He wasn’t sure they could bite under
water. They knew from experience water, but didn’t want to find out.
that a panicked dog was a continu- Home was a long walk away, and
ous whirl of legs and claws. the hospital even further.
“He went under over there, didn’t Brad did not see the swirl of sur-
he?” Brad asked over his shoulder. face water behind him, as if some-
The other two shrugged and kept thing large had descended power-
edging out along the large trunk, fully from just beneath the surface.
now standing chest-high in the wa- Marty and Nick had turned for
ter. Like most of the chocolate- the bank, and Brad could see them
brown waterways, the top layer of swimming strongly. He wondered
water absorbed the heat of the day, whether a snake might be a possi-
while the turbid depths remained icy ble explanation for Buster’s disap-
cold. pearance, but wanted to know what
“I’ll swim across here,” Brad his dad thought. They had all loved
said, pointing to where Buster had Buster, and dad prized him as one of
vanished. “You two swim further in, the better working dogs. It was not
and if you feel him, yell. Okay?” going to be fun trying to explain this
Marty and Nick nodded and when they got home.
pushed out into the water; Brad Nick had nearly reached the shal-
watched them go, and then did the low water, and Marty, the youngest,
same seconds later. was only metres behind him. Marty
Brad submerged briefly as he gasped, and disappeared under the
moved over deeper water, his ears water in mid-stroke. Brad smiled
assaulted with the chirping and chit- at the trick. The timing was pretty
tering sounds from the lagoon’s in- bad though, considering they were
sect inhabitants. He swam with an meant to be trying to avoid annoyed
improvised breaststroke, stopping to snakes and rescue Buster. Brad kept
submerge and wave his arms under- swimming in, keeping his head out
neath him periodically, feeling for of the water and waiting for Marty
the lost Buster. His searching arm to either pop up again or try to poke
brushed into one slender length of him from underwater. Neither had
cold, slimy muscle, then another. happened by the time he reached the
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bank, and he felt a twinge of worry.
Nick was already standing on the
bank, looking confused.
“Where’s Marty?” Nick said,
hands on hips.
“He ducked under the water and I
haven’t seen him come up.”
“What, like Buster?”
The similarity had already struck
Brad, and he turned back to the wa-
ter.
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Knight Chronicles as a daily blog at ery where she is taken to an under-
blogger.com to keep me amused at ground mining city known as The
work when I was bored and lonely. Zone. The city is a place full of
The idea was to post a “day in the shimmering crystal caverns and glo-
life” of a teenage girl in a fantasy rious marble structures under a sky
world. I already had the background of magical clear quartz. It is here she
created and thought why not make discovers an inkling of who she is
use of it. and a purpose, which could possible
I didn’t take this story or my change the fate of the world.
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the price for each book, and even place it up on YouTube. Give all
if Amazon puts it on sale, you still your Net savvy relatives puppy dog
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for having that giant customer base profiles and sites.
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