Jazz Age Wednesdays 20 ― Pip and Holding On Part 1

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

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

Oh, that was a great ending!!

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.

Light reflected on the German-made glass ornaments of which my grandmother was so…

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Jazz Age Wednesdays 18 ― Pip & Artie Meet Again – Part 2

Excellent Teagan! Can hardly wait to see what happens next.

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Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Clara Bow 1 Clara Bow as Mona the Movie Star

I’m still celebrating New Year’s here at Jazz Age Wednesdays. You see, the pos-i-lutelydarb, Chris Graham, the Story Reading Ape! collaborated on a story with me. Chris started the tale in which my character Pip, and his character Artie get together.

Sharing ideas with “the Ape” was such fun that I couldn’t finish the story in just one episode. In fact, it’s turned into a mini series. Last week, Chris gave this story a great kickoff. (Read it here.) As for my part of the story, I won’t reach the finale until next week. Anyhow, let’s get a wriggle on and go back to Artie and Pip. Or at least to Artie…

Pip and Artie Meet Again

Part 2

Train woman porters packages They say the devil is in the detail and that was pos-i-lutely

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Jazz Age Wednesdays 16 ― Champagne Tidbit from Murder at the Bijou

Thanks for another intriguing peek into the Murder at the Bijou — Three Ingredients I. I loved it!

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Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Update: I have no idea how WordPress managed to post a duplicate of this… I regret any confusion this caused — particularly if you receive my posts via e-mail. The battle of the WP gremlins continues. Now on with the good stuff.

Flapper Happy New Year champagne red Welcome to Jazz Age Wednesdays here at Teagan’s Books. Many of you celebrated Christmas this week. Now, here we are at the end of 2017. Making it through another year is a real sockdollager — no kidding, it’s a big deal. So, I want to toast all of you sheiks and shebas for visiting me throughout this year.

Writing Process

This blog is my sanctuary, and I mean it to be a safe place for everyone else too. That’s why I don’t blog about politics, religion, or emotionally charged current events — that includes the recent headlines about sexual harassment. (I am definitely a

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Jazz Age Wednesdays 15 ― Pip’s Lemony Christmas

Great Christmas Story Teagan, hope you are making your own party this holiday season.

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Wednesday, December 20, 2017

Hello, everyone! It’s Jazz Age Wednesdays here at Teagan’s Books. I know how busy you must be at this time of year, so I’m even happier to see you.

These midweek posts have been a mix of new and re-shared vignettes. Since several of you sheiks and shebas are new here, I hope no one minds that I’m doing a repeat of my story from a year ago. As for the “Pip-verse” time-line, this one happens after Pip’s adventures in The Three Things Serial Story: A Little 1920s Story but before she went to Savanna to live with Granny Phanny.

Pip’s Lemon Christmas

Pip Christmas Frame Green It had been a grand and glorious year. However, it pos-i-lute-ly had ups and downs. At that moment I was in one of the downs. Even the long distance telephone call from my best friend Mona failed (miserably I might…