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Brief insights into my writing world. |
I started my blog in June 2016, intending to have a place to get my stories in the hands of readers. I started with one follower -- my wife. Seven years later, I am creeping toward 500 followers. I post a daily quote, as well as short stories, vignettes, and updates on our rebuilding project. You can find my Tavern Tales at: https://jjshaun.com/ Enjoy! |
Today’s offering marks my 2000th blog post since I began this journey in June 2016. A lot has happened in the interim. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2025/02/23/milestones/ |
Dyann stood staring at the vast expanse of grass stretching before her. The sun had risen enough to melt the lingering frost from the grass. The air had that crisp, almost electric quality only spring mornings brought. With hands shoved deep into her jacket pockets, her breath fogged the air as she tried to clear her mind. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2025/02/16/go-fly-a-kite/ |
On Wednesday, February 5, 2025, my partner and I trekked down to Denver to take part in a protest against the actions and policies of the new American government. The 2025 Day Without Immigrants was brought about by grassroots organizers to show The Powers That Be (TPTB™) that real Americans are affected by the draconian “America First” misogynistic and racist policies being implemented. ~~~ Read the full post at https://jjshaun.com/2025/02/09/standing-up-for-america/ |
Biscuit arrived at the door first, sitting patiently on the stoop, tail tapping the ground. Lyryk caught up to him, catching her breath as she raised her hand to knock. Before she had the chance, the door swung open. An old woman with silver hair and kind eyes stood before them. ~~~ Read the full story at https://jjshaun.com/2025/02/02/lyryks-song-part-two/ |