Jazz Age Wednesdays 20 ― Pip and Holding On Part 2

Great finish Teagan. Worth the wait!

Thistledown – Midsummer Bedlam 22 — A Hair Aflame

Awesome Teagan I am on the edge of my seat now good chapter!

Jazz Age Wednesdays 20 ― Pip and Holding On Part 1

Great break from my week, of course, I have to share it.

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

1922_Saturday_Evening_Post Hey, Sheiks and Shebas! It’s pos-i-lutelydarb to see you at Jazz Age Wednesdays. I have something to share. When handsome, humorous, honorable, most huggable Hugh Roberts, of Hugh’s Views & News, asked me to participate in his new feature series, all I could say was, “And how!”

Here’s Hugh’s description of this feature: In this feature, I will be sharing snippets from my diary of 1988. We’ll also take a trip in Hugh’s Music Time machine to hear some songs from the 1980s which have been chosen by some specially invited guests. (Click here for that post.)

Writing Process

Writing a story is not as easy as you might think. Plus, I never can make things simple for myself… For Hugh’s feature and my favorite 80s song I wanted to pick something to which I could relate a new story from the…

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Thistledown – Midsummer Bedlam 21 — The Crochet Circle

Can't wait for your next installment!

Jazz Age Wednesdays 19 ― Pip & Artie Meet Again – Part 3

Oh, that was a great ending!!

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Wednesday, January 17, 2018

The New Year’s celebration is finally wrapping up, here at Jazz Age Wednesdays. Chris Graham, the Story Reading Ape! collaborated on a story with me that started here. I couldn’t resist keeping the tale going for a few episodes. However, today I present my conclusion.

Part-1 (here) began with Chris’ character, Artie — a genius time traveler chimpanzee determined to meet up with Pip again. In Part-2 (here) we left Artie and Mona being pursued by the police. Now, the conclusion.

Pip and Artie Meet Again

Part 3 — Conclusion

1920s Dance Party The Christmas tree still stood in the parlor corner. Granny and I had made the decorations for it. I frowned at the strings of popcorn, remembering how many times I stuck my finger with the needle when I made them.