Category Archives: writing

Sticks and stones will break your bones…

Posted on April 10, 2018 by Tracy Lundgren

We all know the saying, and it’s got to be one of the most untrue statements we could ever be told. When I was fourteen years old, at that painfully awkward age when self image and self confidence were confusing … Continue reading →

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The Sleep Walker.

Posted on August 26, 2017 by Tracy Lundgren

It’s nearly time. The sun slipping below the horizon, the last of the golden hour quietly retreating from her performance as the curtain of night softly falls. Collectively they stand, milling around a desolate landscape, in silence. Only the quiet … Continue reading →

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In Her Chair…

Posted on August 16, 2017 by Tracy Lundgren

In her chair, listening to the priest quietly murmuring last rites as her final earthly breaths cut through the silence of the night. The only other sound, the clock on the wall marking time in the remaining minutes and seconds … Continue reading →

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Brushing off the cobwebs…

Posted on May 17, 2016 by Tracy Lundgren

Hello…..hellooo…helloooo…hellooooooo! It’s echoing in here. I know, it’s because the few people I may have got even vaguely interested in what I had to say have now long gone, bitten the dust, in search of more exciting blog fodder. Life … Continue reading →

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Stories with no endings…

Posted on January 14, 2015 by Tracy Lundgren

Well no middles too. I always start so many and never ever finish them… I am hopeless. Here’s one I found from last year. She’d always liked visiting cemeteries. It was a morbid pass time, and not one to openly … Continue reading →

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The perfect night.

Posted on October 29, 2014 by Tracy Lundgren

If someone had asked her “Do you believe in magic?” she would not have hesitated to say “Yes, I do.”- but not necessarily THEIR magic. Not the magic of wands and fairies, elves and goblins. Not red silk scarves and … Continue reading →

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The sound of memories.

Posted on August 29, 2013 by Tracy Lundgren

Tonight as I sat alone in the kitchen, the house silent except for the ticking of the clock on the wall above my chair, I wondered why I find this sound so comforting. It is a sound of memories, I … Continue reading →

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Blue snow.

Posted on June 26, 2013 by Tracy Lundgren

Today I am not here. I am not here sitting on the rumpled unmade bed which I abandoned at 2 am, tormented by the ceaseless rasping sounds of my husbands snoring, whereby I left to occupy the sanctity of the … Continue reading →

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The trouble with melons. (Tales from the dark side.)

Posted on May 28, 2013 by Tracy Lundgren

She’d often wondered what it would feel like…the sensation, the sound, to stick a knife into somebody. Really stick it in good. Would it be like stabbing a watermelon? Or more like a pumpkin? No, the skin would be too … Continue reading →

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The walk.

Posted on April 29, 2013 by Tracy Lundgren

I don’t often do this…. attempt to write short stories. I know there are plenty more experienced writers out there doing just this, and probably far better than I. Thought I’d give it a go though. Why not? A familiar … Continue reading →

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