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26 April 2010

Microfiction Monday #28

He hoped if he stood here long enough, they would notice his majestic presence and name him King of Puck Fair. Or his legs would give way.

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Aoife- I am a teenage writer and poet. I love taking long walks to the sea, and then just sitting there watching it and watching birds. I like cycling too, down small country roads and little boreens to a small little field that maybe has a horse, or three cows and a magpie. I don't like silence, I like quiet. I like to hear birdsong and rustling leaves. I like to hike mountains and see the road winding below and think how lucky I am to be here and not rushing somewhere in a car. I like to write all kinds of things. I like to write questions and answers, stories and poems, non-fiction and flash-fiction.View my complete profile

Mari(MM)- Journalist, writer, definitely not poet...But flash fiction's her game. Loves the brevity. The power in few words. The fact it gets done. Loves being possessed by characters, angst and any other emotion that can find release in fiction. If life throws you a curve, write a story. Also loves walks down county boreens, especially with the wee one!! Okay, Aoife, my teenager. Also loves to hike, with hubby and daughter in the Connemara mountains, lakes and more. All three have become fond friends of the bogs. Especially after having to plough through one during a hike! Is at peace with the sea and the wild Burren and Connemara winds.