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haiku 248

unseasonably
warm winter’s day –
hot tea anyway

Lenny suddenly saw the mounds of empty mixed-nut cans in his apartment as a metaphor for his life. “Time to switch to trail mix.”

The real joy of writing comes from surprising oneself.
– Alfred Kazin

stuffed panda
left facedown
near the curb

Mia drew a card. “Two of clubs. You win. We’ll go golfing.” Tom was relieved. A two of spades would have meant more garden work.

I try to create sympathy for my characters, then turn the monsters loose.
– Stephen King

after Christmas
torn wrapping paper
skims the ground

Craig was late for work and inhaled his coffee. He was even later after going to the hospital to have his scalded sinuses treated.

Essentially, a story expresses how and why life changes.
– Robert McKee

last snow of year
first snow of year
same clouds