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ElshaHawk (LoA)

Joined May 2009 and calls Mistress of Well-Intentioned Indecision home.

728 stories, 19 challenges, 7663 comments, and 211 friends

“Read, Reply, Ficly, or Die!” -Krully

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I am a self-proclaimed member of the LoA (League of Awesomeness): Mistress of Well-Intentioned Indecision.

Special Needs Teacher, wife, mother of two, center-brained, imaginative, pragmatist. Sometimes I sing. Sometimes I take pictures. Sometimes I doodle or make stuff.
I just have too many irons in the fire.. I like fire.. it is pretty and warm.. I like to dance and sing by the fire, but I am careful. I always remember who I am.

I am Mistress Elshanor of Hawk Manor, Head Librarian, Keeper of the Secret Passageway to Mount Krully, and Keeper of the Ficlinomicon AND Kevin Lawver’s Pen. I think..

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“For every day you take off from writing, your muse will take off three!” -Anonymous
“Do not pity the dead, pity the living; especially those who live without love.” -Dumbledore

Stories

  1. Moonlit Hamlet

    By day the little town of Hamlet was full of small town folk doing small town things. Three old men sat in front of Lucy’s Diner and reminisced. Four ladies gossiped in Cherie’s Salon. And the mayor’s son got out of another day of det...

  2. Helen's Sunday

    She’d visited the cemetery every Sunday after church. It was right across the road. The grass had grown in this spring over the turned earth. She’d told him all about Clyde Wilcox making eyes at her during service and complimenting her dres...

  3. How Long Has It Been?

    “So, was there a cabin 43?” I tried to sound nonchalant. She was quiet for a count of five. “You’re just one of THOSE people,” she huffed. “What? Who? I just noticed that there seemed to be one missing. That’s ...

  4. The Queen of Dietz Lake

    “I’ll take you. Is that your boat?” she wrinkled her nose at the muddy vessel. “Umm, I found it, it was kinda sunk in the mud. I guess I’m borrowing it.” she helped me climb into her maroon and white boat and tethere...

  5. The Concession Stand

    “I don’t like mustard.” The words startled me from the memory. I looked up and around at my surroundings. I had drifted out to the middle of the lake. I had no oars. What was I doing?! I could swim, couldn’t I? I tried to find t...

  6. More About the Man

    I thought about everything I had remembered so far. I hated the color yellow and the number 7. I counted everything, remebering nothing, and went to a therapist. There was a man, with big strong arms that wrapped around me. He had been with me in cabin...

  7. The Old Boat

    I walked thirty three steps to the shore. Something white caught my eye. It was the hull of a boat upside down in the muddy bank. I touched it. There was another white boat in my memory. It was fuzzy, I could only touch the fringes of it. I pushed on t...

  8. Ranger Danger

    Silently I walked to where the porch would have been overlooking the lake. Suddenly I was standing on that porch, looking over the lake just like this, only, arms were wrapped around me. I felt loved, I smiled. The big, strong arms were heavy and warm....

  9. Cabin 43?

    The hair on the back of my neck stood up. I expected at any moment to be caught by a ranger or police cruiser. Why would they tear down a cabin? Maybe I was mistaken, maybe this was a new plot for a new cabin. I spied something bright yellow stuck to a...

  10. A Scar in the Forest

    Cabin 42 was on the end of a long row of cabins. There was a family renting it, so I didn’t get too close. It was made of logs, 11 large logs high, as you would expect a cabin to be, and had a little porch that looked over the lake. Little window...

  11. The White Chair

    The place they hauled me off to was more of an asylum than a prison. I had to share a room with another ‘artist’, but we had a curtain to draw between us. Every day the workers would bring us meals and once a day we would be summoned one at...

  12. You Don't Always Need Protection

    “I can do this!” “Honey, you’re talking about throwing your life away!” “No, Mom! I’m talking about saving one!” “You’ll be missing your Spanish immersion trip and your volunteer hours at the ...

  13. No More Unfair Tests (If I ruled...)

    “These tests are unfair.” Susan slumped into a chair across from me. “You’re telling me! Everybody is having trouble with them.” I shoveled salad into my mouth. “Wait until the scores come back.” She said as sh...

  14. Eerily Quiet (thunder challenge)

    It got very quiet. This was very odd for a pet store. At any given moment birds are squawking, puppies are barking or growling, and rodents are chasing each other or running on squeaky wheels. There weren’t very many customers in the store, a wom...

  15. Over Peach Cobbler

    The phone rang. I looked into Bambi’s unseeing eyes for direction. He was no help. “Hello?” “Hey, Kirsten, I was hoping you were home!” It was Kelly, my best friend of the past 16 years. “Yeah, I’m home.”...

  16. Recruitment

    It was so beautiful! Perfectly white and begging for an image. I couldn’t resist. I lugged my brushes, paints, and mixing trays down to the underpass. The moon was full and luminescent. I studied it, tilting my head, looking from all angles as an...

  17. Bittersweet Tomatoes

    We got a call while we took our lemonade break. Dad told us Grandma had taken a turn for the worse. We climbed into the car and drove silently to the hospital. The stark hallways and disinfectant stench made my stomach churn unhappily. When the elevato...

  18. Granny's Botulism Brew

    “I thought canning food was for a season, like over the winter, not for 30 years!” I hefted a jar of red stuff with tiny yellow seeds and big black spots, it’s brass top swollen. “Is grandma conducting some kind of experiment do...

  19. In The Cards

    It was in the cards for Greta. She was not going to make it home tonight. It was a bright night. The moon was almost full. Greta had taken off her strappy heels and plodded, completely exhausted, to her gleaming Ion. She opened the door. It still smell...

  20. No Lie

    A single bare bulb shines on a table where a figure slumps in a chair beside it, in handcuffs. A man enters in a dress shirt and slacks, gun in holster at his hip. “So, alien tell us everything you know about Mr. Big!” “But, I donR...

  21. Clues At Dietz Lake

    It was some sort of camping/wilderness resort place. I paid two dollars to get in. The lady in brown in the tiny cabin where they take admission was all smiles. She handed me a park map. I unfolded it and searched for the cabins, then cabin number 43. ...

  22. Counting the Way to Dietz Lake

    The blue bus stopped in front of the only gas station in Dietz. I counted my steps as I crossed the road to the gas station. 12 steps across the asphalt, 14 to the door. My heart beat harder the closer I came to the squat brick building. Maybe they kne...

  23. Clues on the Bus

    I left her a three dollar and twenty-one cent tip. Then I walked to the bus station. The one that was like greyhound, only local. I hopped on a bus that was blue. It wasn’t red, but it wasn’t yellow either. I sat in the third row, left hand...

  24. Clues in the Diner

    Numbers were safe. I counted my steps, my heart beat, things I passed, groups of people at the park. I walked to my favorite diner. I liked it because they played good music and had interesting people walk in. The waitresses all wore retro uniforms of ...

  25. Golden Mysteries

    “Where do I begin?” Timidly, my voice rang all too loudly in the quiet space. “Begin with one.” The therapist wore a yellow tie. “No, zero is first.” I wished that tie would leave. “So begin with zero.” &...

  26. Double Trouble

    Brightly colored cottons sloshed in the soapy water of the brushed steel super capacity machine at the laundry mat. Lily watched them with a scowl. She was the one with the stage name, not Her. She was the one with the perfect body type. Being a double...

  27. You Had A Bad Day

    your alarm clock went off and your body said “sleep” your coffee spilled all over your feet your shirt was buttoned one button off your dog chewed on one of your crocs your great idea went up in smoke your muse slept in and never woke your ...

  28. Martyr For Culture

    They’d taken me hostage. They’d found me sitting in my home, drinking some tea, and minding my own business. I knew they would. Even though I’d destroyed my computer, burned all my paintings, and surrendered my ipod when the law was s...

  29. Xerox Girl

    I*zz*ie made m*y* heart strings *q*ui*v*er like a bow pulled across a *v*iolin. A herd of ga*z*elles and *z*ebras chased butterflies in m*y* *q*uickl*y* constricting chest. I watched her work the *x*ero*x* machine at Kinkos. I had gi*v*en her a *z*an*y...

  30. A Silent World

    Harold’s world was colorful, scented, textured, and even flavored, but very quiet. Harold was born deaf. This didn’t stop him. He was up and running the minute his legs could support him. he climbed to the highest branches to see the whole ...