"Man, this is my 11th time regenerating and I am STILL not a ginger!" said the new Doctor. All he wanted was to be ginger. So the closest thing is to find a ginger companion. Luckily, he found a girl in need of a Doctor. Amelia Pond was just a girl at the time, barley 10, and there was a mysterious crack in her wall that gave her nightmares. She doesn't have any family except for her aunt. All she wanted was for someone to fix the crack- and she got it. The TARDIS crashed in Amelia's front yard. She rushed to the window to see what was the matter. What she saw was a strange man in a Police Box. She ran outside to see him. "Who are you?" she asked. "Why, I am the Doctor." he replied. "But, you're not a police man? You're in a Police Box." "No, I am not a police man. I am a time travelling time lord. This is my TARDIS." "Are you here to fix the crack in my wall?" she asked hopefully. "What crack? Does the crack give you nightmares?" asked the Doctor curiously. "Yes, it's inside; in my room." and she lead him there. He took out his sonic screwdriver and sonic-ed the wall. He checked the screwdriver. "Oh no no no no no. This is not good. Amelia, I will be back very soon." He ran to the TARDIS and travelled years into the future. Unfortunatly, that was seconds for him, years for her. He knew together, they could save worlds in his timey whimey machine called the TARDIS.
RJ Clarken's first YA novel PENNY WISHES was published by Lilley Press in 2009. She is also the author of a quirky, offbeat collection of humorous poetry, MUGGING FOR THE CAMERA. She lives in NJ with her husband, son and daughter (twins!) and her crazy Cairn terrier.
Soul of a poet and writer stuck with the body and mind of a soccer player. That is Rob Halpin. On occasion, something worth reading finds its way out. To see if you agree, you can check out his blogs:
Michael Grove will offer his slant on Wednesdays. Michael is an ambidextrous Piscean. His poetry and work in finance keeps him shifting from right to left brain. He has logged many miles. Mike wishes he would have been a major league baseball player or at least an umpire.
Walt Wojtanik -- Thursday
Walt Wojtanik's poetry collection WOOD was released in 2011. His second collection, I AM SANTA CLAUS will be released later in 2012. He has written and staged three plays, and is a musician. Walt lives in NY, is married with two daughters.
Hannah Gosselin is a free spirit and beautiful soul blessed with a poet's heart and photographer's eye. She is perpetually inspired by love shared with her husband and their two young sons and is awestruck by beauty in nature. She enjoys indulging in heart-work: writing, dance and visual arts. Hannah was awarded a diploma by the Institute of Children’s Literature located in West Redding, Connecticut, for the successful completion of the course: “Writing for Children and Teenagers,” on April, 19th, 2010.
HANNAH'S BLOG
Open Mic -- Saturday
Open MicSaturday is basically a day looking for a leader. You may get a prompt from any of our contributors. If our readers / writers have any ideas they'd wish to share, this would be the place.
De and Laurie -- Sunday Sisters
De Miller Jackson is half of our Sunday team we call "Sunday Sisters". She wanted to be a Poet-Pirate-Princess when she grew up, but is (mostly) happily settling into the role of Mom/Freelance Writer. (Some days that slash cuts deeper than others.) She writes advertising copy, runs gleefully with scissors, plays well with poems…and has also penned a couple of children’s books that need a little magic fairy dust to find illustrator and publisher. You can read her stuff at whimsygizmo.wordpress.com.
Laurie Kolp is the other half of our Sunday tandem. She is a mother of six (including husband and two dogs)and maintains three blogs with numerous publications to her credit which includes most recently Chicken Soup for the Soul: Devotional Stories for Tough Times, The Dead Mule’s School Society of Southern Literature, Christmas Miracles, The Christian Communicator, Skive Magazine. Her poem Infatuation will be published in an upcoming issue of Writer’s Digest Magazine.
Doctor Who?
ReplyDelete"Man, this is my 11th time regenerating and I am STILL not a ginger!" said the new Doctor. All he wanted was to be ginger. So the closest thing is to find a ginger companion. Luckily, he found a girl in need of a Doctor.
Amelia Pond was just a girl at the time, barley 10, and there was a mysterious crack in her wall that gave her nightmares. She doesn't have any family except for her aunt. All she wanted was for someone to fix the crack- and she got it.
The TARDIS crashed in Amelia's front yard. She rushed to the window to see what was the matter. What she saw was a strange man in a Police Box. She ran outside to see him.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"Why, I am the Doctor." he replied.
"But, you're not a police man? You're in a Police Box."
"No, I am not a police man. I am a time travelling time lord. This is my TARDIS."
"Are you here to fix the crack in my wall?" she asked hopefully.
"What crack? Does the crack give you nightmares?" asked the Doctor curiously.
"Yes, it's inside; in my room." and she lead him there.
He took out his sonic screwdriver and sonic-ed the wall. He checked the screwdriver. "Oh no no no no no. This is not good. Amelia, I will be back very soon." He ran to the TARDIS and travelled years into the future. Unfortunatly, that was seconds for him, years for her. He knew together, they could save worlds in his timey whimey machine called the TARDIS.