A Freebie

Just a quick note to let everyone know that my Kindle short, “Pearls Before Swine”, will be available free of charge for 24 hours starting at midnight Pacific Standard Time tonight.

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Or here for the UK

I hope y’all take advantage of this free offer, and if you enjoy (or don’t) my gruesome little tale, feel free to post a review on Amazon, and/or leave a comment here. I appreciate any and all feedback.

And I apologize for not responding in a timely manner to comments, follows, and posts these past few weeks. I’ve been busy putting together a collection of shorts that will be available as a Kindle eBook in just a day or so.

I may actually take a break from writing for a few days; I feel as if I sorely need the time to just chill out. A week or so ago, I bought myself a handgun, a 9mm Smith and Wesson. I think I’ll take it to the firing range and do some practice firing. Sounds like a good way to relax.

“Annabel Lee”

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I was first introduced to Edgar Allan Poe when in grade school. My two oldest sisters, Mary and Donna, were in high school then, and I think one of them (possibly both) read to me from their literature books. Or maybe I nosed through their books and read the beautiful poetry on my own. I really don’t remember, and neither one is around as I write this post. I could call, but well . . .

I’ll just let it go by stating that without having access to the dark, tragic works of Mr. Poe during my formative years, my style of writing–and the genres that I read–could have taken a different turn. I would probably still be interested in writing on the left side of weird, but maybe I’d be spinning tales about unicorns and fairy princesses instead of monsters and demons and “things that go bump in the night”.

Below is a YouTube link to a reading of “Annabel Lee”–which I read so often those many years ago, I almost knew it by heart–and following it, a written copy.

I hope you enjoy its woeful beauty as much as I do.

Annabel Lee

By Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we—
Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

 

 

 

Mirrors

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mirrors do not lie

they stare into your clouded eyes

down, down the bottomless well

straight into the rapacious mouth of hell

where nightmares breed

and famished Beelzebub feeds

ripping apart your lonely soul

razor-blade teeth burning like coals

 

do not look in mirrors, I say

nor let your eyes stray

to the bewitching silvered glass

through which maleficence can pass

avert your curious gaze

be not like Alice…beguiled by the maze

drawn into a world where nothing is real

not hope, not dreams, nor love…all surreal

 

Saving Grace – Book Review – Kindle Short

W. K. Tucker:

I really don’t like to “toot my own horn”, (that is one aspect of being a writer I don’t enjoy) but Paul did such a wonderful review of my Kindle short, I wished to share.

Originally posted on echoesofthepen:

kathyTucker‘Saving Grace’ is a short story, or what is often referred to now as a Kindle Short. W.K. Tucker is someone I met during the AtoZ April blogging challenge by way of posts we both responded to, and have since kept in touch via blogging. Although relatively new to self-publishing and the world of amazon publishing, W. K. Tucker has a long and successful history of short story writing, having been published in various magazines over the years. In addition to ‘Saving Grace,’ she is also the author of another short story, ‘Pearls Before Swine,’ also available as a Kindle Short from Amazon.
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Further information and links to the author’s work, along with several free short stories and poetry can be found at her wordpress blog:
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http://wktucker.com/

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Saving Grace

By W. K. Tucker

(Availabe as an eBook Kindle short from Amazon)

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Halcyon Days

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I was born in the age of dinosaurs—1953—the last of seven children raised and loved by Tom and Agnes Workman. Yep, I was the spoiled baby of the family.

My siblings and I grew up on a 180 acre farm/ranch way out in the country. We lived in an old house where the only sources of heat was a fireplace in the living room and a wood cook stove in the kitchen. All the bedrooms were unheated. You wanted warmth when the snow was ass-deep, you stayed in the kitchen or pret ‘near inside the fireplace. And the bathroom . . . well, it was a rickety outhouse way down past the garden spot. I remember running barefoot to it in the dead of winter. I was tougher back then. Continue reading

A Hard Row To Hoe | Update

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An update on Barbie Dolls And Ribs–

Today, after giving it considerable thought, I unpublished “Barbie Dolls And Ribs” from KDP. I don’t know how long it will take for it not to be shown on Amazon, but at least it is now unavailable for purchase. There were a few reasons I did this, the main one being I thought the story too short for the price, which was ninety-nine cents, the least amount Amazon would allow me to charge. Continue reading

Senses

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I like what I see

When I look in your eyes

When you look at me.

 

I like what I smell

When I’m wrapped in your arms

Ensnarled in your spell.

 

I like what I hear

When you whisper my name

Soft lips brushing my ear.

 

I like what I touch

When our legs entwine

And our hungry hands clutch.

 

I like what I taste

When my tongue strokes your flesh

In a kiss far from chaste.

 

All these things now are gone

Love washed away

Into the dark sea of dawn . . .

 

WKT

Pearls Before Swine…Published

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I have been busy, busy, busy–in between bouts of illness. First up was a stomach virus that laid me low for over a week. Then a pulled back muscle, which I tried to work through, that kept me off my computer and on a heating pad when I wasn’t at my day job. Then a few days ago, (back pain finally improving, but not gone) I was hit with a urinary tract infection. Needles to say, the last few weeks have not been pleasant. I told a friend of an old wives’ tale popular here in the South, that states: “Bad things happen in threes”. I’ve gotten my three in; hopefully, I’m safe for a while. Continue reading

Black Is…

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Black is…

The color of the ocean floor

The color of the deepest well

The color of a witch’s cat

The color of a lover’s spell

 

Black is…

The color of infinity

The color of a new-moon night

The color of secrecy

The color of a dream that never takes flight

 

Black is…

The color of a broken heart

The color of a demented mind

The color of an empty life

The color left behind

 

Black is…

The color I breathe

The color I see

The color I taste

The color that owns me

 

For black is…

Me

WKT

 

A Leap of Faith

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I am exhausted! My brain hurts!

And here is the reason why—

Yesterday I took a leap of faith: I became an indie author. Through KDP, I published a short story titled: “Saving Grace”. Let me tell you, it was no easy task. Lord knows how many hoops I jumped through—some I caught my feet on and fell through. Finally, I overcame the many obstacles littering the path of this poor, computer-challenged woman and got my story out there. My head killed me for two days, but I did it! And now that I have accomplished the deed, the next time will be far easier—I hope. Continue reading