
Other Writing
Always dreaming, always creating . . .
Click on the links below to check out other writing.
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The UnFairy Tale
For the young or the young at heart. An upper middle-grade series with dragons and bears and bullies - oh my! The UnFairy Tales
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Brillig Blog
Musings on life and love and hope. Originally a page for a collaborative novel written with a group of middle-grade students. After the story was done and the students had moved on, Brillig became the site for random thoughts on this funny old world we live in.
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What The Dogs Know
The second in the Looser Island Dogs series. What will happen to the close-knit island community when its beloved dogs start disappearing? Originally posted as a serialized novel, with new sections every week. Chapter 1 remains up, but the other chapters have been taken down in anticipation of publication of the entire novel.
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Jaysus, MooMoo, and the Immortal Woos
Long-listed in the international Stockholm Writers Festival First Five Pages contest
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Mermaids at the Station is a finalist in the Adelaide Literary Magazine 2024 Literary Contest!
See an excerpt below. To read the rest, purchase the Anthology here
The rain falls differently on this side of the tracks, I swear it does. On one side, the Chuckananny rain patters genteelly on the turn-of-the century homes perched on the hillside, or passes over the mcmansions altogether, as if the granite countertops and gleaming white pine floors exist in a vortex between weather patterns. But here where I live, a no-name spot spitting distance from Chuckananny, with only the railroad line to mark the boundary between Somewhere and Nowhere, the rain pings against the windowpanes like a handful of tin pennies rolling into the gutter.
In case you haven’t seen the movies, it rains in Washington. A lot. Our English teacher taught us that a and lot are two words, that writing alot is a sign of ignorance. I remember that whenever I think about the rain, that it takes at least two words to describe how much water dumps on this state.
Anyway, I’ve had plenty of opportunity to observe the rain, and I’m telling you the rain knows we don’t have shit here. . . .
For another excerpt, check out the Facebook (Shari Lane Author) and Instagram (@readwritebreathe) posts on 11/13/2024.
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