Category Archives: J. Rae Moore Original

First Draft’s Promise

First Draft’s Promise Continue reading

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Babies in the Woods

a changeling story Continue reading

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Sharp, Focused, and Deadly

With 2016 almost in the books, I am looking at 2017 with new focus. My writing goal for the year of is to complete first drafts for books five and six of my series. I’ve tapped out loads of words in the past … Continue reading

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The World Runs on Stories

The World Runs on Stories The world runs on stories. Watch television. It could be the five o’ clock news, a sitcom, or a movie—they’re all stories. Listen to the radio. The lyrics to the songs, a Dj’s repartee, and … Continue reading

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Creators of our Destinies

Surprise!!! We are the creators of our destinies. There is no master itinerary written out, planning our lives step by step. We make our own choices. Ultimately, these choices lead us all to the same destination—no one get out of … Continue reading

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Necessary Torture

Torture with a deliberate purpose (as posted on The Missing Comma Club blog) Main characters. They steal the show. A ton of time and effort is spent finding them suitable names, the right appearances, and personalities that will turn these figments … Continue reading

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In Case of Huggers

  In Case of Huggers “Who goes-a-calling before noon?” Maggie grumbled as she shuffled across the living room. The grungy terrier tagging along at her heels let out a short yip as if in answer.  “You’re right, Mr. Dickens,” she … Continue reading

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