The End Of Raven by Edgar Allen Poe’s Cat

On a night quite unenchanting, when the rain was downward slanting, I awakened to the ranting of the man I catch mice for. Tipsy and a bit unshaven, in a tone I found quite craven, Poe was talking to a Raven perched above the chamber door. “Raven’s very tasty,” thought I, as I tiptoed o’er the floor, “There is nothing…

Froy 2

Last week Froy accidently cracked the egg and father was a little nonplussed by this turn of events decided that they needed to go tell the king what had happened. “Well, I don’t know what, Oh Gads. Maybe we ought to, oh Gads.” Stuttered Father, “Oh Gads! I think, well, I, um…..I think we need to tell the King.” “Oh…

Froy

I left you last time with just an introduction…here, now, is the first installment. “Golden Egg or not! I don’t see why I have to put fresh moss on its stupid nest before I get any breakfast every day!” Froy packed fistfuls of damp moss onto the nest for what seemed like the hundredth time “Just cause my dad did…

The Real Undead Part 3

She went up the steps and went to the back of the bus, taking her seat. Soon all the seats were filled and the bus moved out of the parking back onto the road. There were off again, to where, Alexis did not know, was not sure when wanted to know. She dropped the cigarette on the floor of the…

The Blind Date part 2

Here is the second half of the story I wrote for a friend. (you can read the first part here: http://theblogofteresa.com/2012/01/15/the-blind-date/ ). Again, this was a story that I wrote for her to include in her presentation on teaching English to non-native speakers. She needed an original story that was full of idioms. The first half of the story needed those idioms…