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The Gaming Hall
Photo credit jppi from morguefile. The Gaming Hall Traci Kenworth I wasn’t supposed to be in here, to see what went on, but hey, when your sixteen rules are meant to be broken. Especially when it may attract attention from parents who act like you don’t exist anymore since the divorce. Not that…
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Ghost Cannons…
Ghost Cannons Traci Kenworth The billows of smoke stung my nostrils. So much for a summer to relax, I thought. Instead, I’d spend it here among old artifacts and forgotten memories. Talking to ghosts. And wishing for so much more. “Maggie,” Josh Winters sprinted to catch up. I slowed my pace, hoping I wouldn’t blush…
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Birthplace
Here it is phrase of the week again for the YAFF Muse Blog: A rock sailed through the broken window, catching a jagged piece of glass and spraying shards…. Birthplace Traci Kenworth A rock sailed through the broken window, catching a jagged piece of glass and spraying shards of the test tubes, Bunson burners, and…
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The Violet Ball
The Violet Ball Traci Kenworth Just where the violet ball came from, nobody knew. It sat there, between the paws of one of the two Bengal Tigers, both of whom looked more white than orange-and-black. Hunter and I worked on the daystaff at the Bringmin Zoo. He grazed my elbow with his own and pointed…
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To Tattoo or Not to Tattoo…
To Tattoo Or Not To Tattoo? Traci Kenworth No, I’m not in the market for one, but my characters are. I need something different though. I mean, I know what it looks like, but I’m unsure where to place it. Has the shoulder been done to death in fiction? I can’t say. I just know…
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Taking a Break…
Taking a Break Traci Kenworth I think everyone needs one: but do we dare? What if the muse deserts us? What if we can’t go back? The list of questions can go on and on. It’s a scary thought, stepping away for a while, but what are the risks if we don’t do so? Burn-out,…
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New Tidings
New Tidings Traci Kenworth They slashed her clothes going onto the auction block. She knew they would. They had to view any problem with the merchandise they were buying. She heard their gasps, saw the ripple in the crowd as her back turned to them. Holding her head high, she dared them to look, to…
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Why the Reverse Outline Works for Me.
Why the Reverse Outline Works for Me Traci Kenworth With the ending being the first idea I come up with, it gives me focus, a goal to work toward. And I don’t have to know what happens down to the every detail, just a shadow of what is to come works for me. I’m not…
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The Hour of Death
The Hour of Death Traci Kenworth I put a hand to the old-fashioned alarm clock on the shelf and received a small jolt as though tiny barbs of electricity had shot through my body. One-fifty-eight a.m. I read on its hands. So the hour began… Years ago these sorts of bells and whistles fell by…
Forgiveness, Redemption, Hope
Traci Dowe/Kenworth Gothic Fantasy
Traci Ashbe Dark Fantasy Author
Redemption, Forgiveness, and Hope
http://www.tracidowekenworth.com 2025
Traci Ashbe Dark Fantasy Author 