Category Archives: Fiction

A Character Sketch

Hokey Sloan was a farmhand at Jenkin’s Ranch.  The ranch was in the middle of west Texas where the ground was dirt and rock and the tumbleweed had free rein.  Hokey lived in a tiny one room shack he had … Continue reading

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The Spirit Moves Me

The Spirit Moves Me ©2014 Nancy L. Stanford When Molly George sat down at the desk, she knew, of course, that she was supposed to be working. The problem was, Molly could not seem to focus. She was constantly being … Continue reading

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The Far Side of Lonely

It came upon her like the proverbial ton of bricks, and to further the cliche, it came out of nowhere. She had been involved with him for 8 years.  For the most part, their relationship was one of close friendship, … Continue reading

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Just a quick idea…

This is a quick paragraph or two of an idea…  please tell me what you think.   The air felt thick. She breathed heavily while walking across the old street. Weeds grew up through the cracks in what had once been … Continue reading

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Letters to Sarah-Book Two RELEASE

Letters to Sarah-Book Two is set for release DECEMBER 15! Book One is available at Amazon.com or can be ordered through your favorite bookseller. Copies of Book One PURCHASED DIRECTLY FROM ME will be discounted until December 14!! Read Letters to … Continue reading

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HandeeMade Pals pt 2

“She’s coming back, I know it.”  Layla moaned.  “We have been sitting here like this FOREVER!” “Nooo. Layyyla, she has gonnne awayyy for that looong time.  Sheee didn’t opppen those looong things overrr therrre , seee?  Ittt isss stilll dark … Continue reading

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HandeeMade Pals

“I don’t think she put enough stuffing in my head.” Layla poked and prodded her own head, causing her frown to shift to the left. “Layyyyla! Your stufffing is fffine!” Copernicus hunched his back to adjust his saddle. “I don’t … Continue reading

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