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Middle East meets Hispanic in this epic dessert.  This?  This is why we need multiculturalism.  *DROOL, SLOBBER* 
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When It Rains…
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 1 of 1, complete
word count (story only): 1398


::This takes place several hours after “Butterfly Effect,” and is therefore part of the Mercedes group of stories set in the Polychrome Heroics universe. No spoilers, but for those who figure out what's going on, DON'T tell Joshua, please! (Laugh.) ::




When the van pulled into a parking space in a narrow rest stop dominated by a long, low building lit with wall-mounted solar lights, Cash whispered a request to Officer Tull as he set the emergency brake.

Kais still slept stretched on the sofa, under a sky blue fuzzy blanket with satin edging. In the back of the van, G slept with his bare feet jammed out at an angle, but every other inch of him covered by the puffy comforter and crisply striped sheet. Not even the boy's floppy blond hair was visible.

Joshua managed to retrieve the walker without waking his son, and had it unfolded by the time the lift touched pavement. He grinned at Cash as the younger man eased out of the cab. “You know, it's kind of weird to be the old guy who's still awake on this road trip,” he admitted.
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Poem: "Uncertain Miracles"

Jun. 25th, 2017 04:59 pm
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This poem is spillover from the January 5, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] daisiesrockalot and [personal profile] dialecticdreamer. It also fills the "transformation" square in my 1-1-17 card for the Dark Fantasy Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] janetmiles. It belongs to the series Polychrome Heroics, directly following "Insha'Allah" so read that one first or this will make no sense.

WARNING: This poem contains topics that many readers may find disturbing. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers. Patches and Rampart help Buraq find Haboob to use miracles to make him stop being a supervillain. This includes a manhunt, terrorist activity, Buraq getting shot, messy medical details of a serious bullet wound, flashback to prior injury, the bad guys fragging their own sniper for violating medical neutrality, taking items from a corpse as a point of positive etiquette, teleporting while injured is no fun for anyone, kidnapping Haboob and fixing him by force, when you apply miracles to a terrorist it kind of sounds like you're torturing him, and not everyone is comfortable with this, dubious consent once Haboob starts to regain some sanity, distressing inability to pray in the customary manner, but Buraq is creative with solutions and it works fine in the end, another overwhelming prayer experience ending in a faint that scares the team healer, traumatic guilt, renaming, radical forgiveness of a divinely repaired terrorist, miracles have a blest radius of extra healing, loss of homeland, austere living conditions, feeling unclean, but fortunately Buraq knows how to fix that, uncertainty, and other challenges. On the whole, however, everyone is better off in the end. Because this poem contains a major plot development in world politics, skipping it would leave a gap, even though it doesn't fall into main storylines. Please consider your tastes and headspace before deciding whether this is something you wish to read.

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Homo floresiensis

Jun. 25th, 2017 04:58 pm
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 ... has older roots than expected.  They were human, or at least hominids, but not Homo sapiens.

Sunday Yardening

Jun. 25th, 2017 04:06 pm
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Today is beautiful, cool, and breezy.

We checked the firepit after yesterday's Litha bonfire.  It had burned down almost completely, just a double handful of stubs to pick out.  Then we shoveled up the loose ash and wheeled to dump in the prairie garden. 

Round 2, I watered plants.  Then I picked up sticks in the savanna.

Round 3, I sprayed weeds.

It's getting dark now, and the fireflies are coming out, so I'm done for the night.

Half-Price Sale in Polychrome Heroics

Jun. 25th, 2017 12:51 pm
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Today is the last day of the half-price sale in Polychrome Heroics.  I've had a little activity, but so far it has centered on things not listed on the sale page.  

However, [personal profile] ng_moonmoth has a pool going with primary interest in "The Place Where the Journey Begins" and "We Are All Related," and secondary interest in "Uncertain Miracles."  If you plan to sponsor anything today, I recommend checking there first to avoid duplication.

All previously sponsored poems have been posted.
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Butterfly Effect
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 1 of 1 (complete)
word count (story only): 1559


:: This story follows “Detours and Obstacles,” (part one, part two, and part three) and definitely throws a spanner into the works. ::


:: Pay Special Attention: I do NOT write unhappy endings, I assure everyone! ::




“All right,” Joshua declared as he turned on the signal and pulled to the side of a narrow, two-lane highway that seemed to bounce up and down, like a rippling ribbon frozen by a high-speed camera. “All right, it's time for me to take a nap. Cash, if you'd like help balancing on the way to the front passenger seat, G, you're driving.”

“I'm what?” G croaked.

“Student driver,” his dad informed him, pointing to add emphasis. Then he pointed to Cash, who already had the lift in motion. “Licensed driver, whose only job is to get control of the vehicle if you panic. So, don't panic.”

Joshua set the parking brake and shut off the engine, and hugged his son as they crossed paths on the side of the road. When he returned, he secured the wheels with a moving strap. As he slipped behind it to the vinyl accordion door next to the tiny kitchen area, he told Kais, “I'll wake up in an hour. Don't worry, G's a better driver than he thinks he is.”
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Saturday Yardening

Jun. 24th, 2017 02:27 pm
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 Today is beautiful, cool and breezy.  I took some pictures.  We are planning a Midsummer ritual later today so I don't know if I'll get much else done.

Super-Queers

Jun. 24th, 2017 01:38 am
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 [personal profile] bairnsidhe has been writing a setting called Super-Queers.  Check out "Questions" and "Under the Hood."  If you like Polychrome Heroics, you'll probably love this.
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Detours and Obstacles
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 3 of 3
word count (story only): 1683


:: This story follows immediately on the heels of Speed Bump!” and continues the theme of unexpected events and unexpected reactions. I do apologize; I usually plan better than this! Enjoy the last part of the story! ::


back to part two
:: Thanks for reading! ::




“We're going to Its Your Body Shop,” G began, shrugging diffidently, as only a teen could.

“In Humboldt?” the young woman blurted. Her fingers clenched, revealing large, white knuckles beneath her golden skin. “Like, really?”

“Yeah,” G brightened. “It would make the whole thing more fun if I knew somebody wading through things at the same time. I mean, my friends are great, but the only person who came close to understanding was almost literally run out of town by her family's reaction.” The teen pointed out the tinted side window on the van. “Dad, the tow truck's almost here.”

“Already?” Joshua frowned, then smoothed it away. He wasn't trying to overly influence the young woman, and she had every right to back out because of the emotional upset of the day.
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Fireflies!

Jun. 23rd, 2017 09:05 pm
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 Tonight is moist and mild.  There are fireflies everywhere!  :D  Also some fireworks to the west of us.

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