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TREAT OR TRICK? – A #Poem for Halloween

28 Oct
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Okay, I’ve finally entered one of best-selling children’s book author, Susanna Leonard Hill’s fantastic, super-competitive children’s writing events. It’s her Third Annual Halloweensie Contest!

Entries can be funny, scary or anything in between, poetry or prose, but they must have 100 words or less, and contain the words: spooky, black cat and cackle.

If you have a moment between now and October 31st (when they are all due), do yourself a favor and read the entries on Susanna’s site. It’s always worth the effort. Better yet, you still have a few days to enter if you wish.

Voting on top choices takes place on November 4th.

Now, be afraid. Be very afraid…

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Image: lisamccourthollar.com



Headstone Hill's a spooky place.
Wanda Witch lives there.
It's said she steals small children.
Little ones beware!

Dared to go on Halloween,
Rip approached her house.
He tiptoed past the black cat.
Quiet as a mouse.

Wanda pulled the creaky door,
Stretching a sly smile.
"My, a sweet young child is here!"
EWWW, they're all so vile!

Shaking, Rip held out his bag,
Waiting for some stuff.
Wanda gave a sugared snake.
"This was not so tough!

I don't need to be afraid.
You gave me a sweet."
Then she yanked Rip in, cackling,
"BEAST, come get your treat!"

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23 Aug


Picture book writer, Alayne Kay Christian, author of award- winning Butterfly Kisses for Grandma and Grandpa is holding a writing contest in honor of National Grandparent’s Day on September 8th.

Here’s a blurb about the contest from her website:

“This year, in the US, National Grandparent’s Day falls on Sunday, September 8. Because I am a long-distance grandparent, and my picture book “Butterfly Kisses for Grandma and Grandpa” is about a little girl with long-distance grandparents. I have decided to make the long-distance grandchild/grandparent relationship the focus of this writing contest.”

When I heard about the contest, I immediately remembered a sweet story that my husband told me about his long-distance grandparents. He was extremely close to his ‘Gram’ and ‘Gramps’, and spent his summer vacations with them in Fort Lauderdale, Florida.

Here’s my entry: :0)

8-21-2013 bobby n grandparents


“Bobby’s plane landed!” said Gram. She and Gramps were eager to spend the summer with their young grandson.

A box was on the doorstep when they arrived home. A little bit of a pup stared up at them.

“A puppy! Thanks, Gram! Thanks, Gramps!”

Gram and Gramps looked at each other in surprise.

Bobby placed the little pup in the grass. Her tail wagged in a blur, as he dug a ball out of his suitcase and threw it. The eager pup retrieved it in a flash.

“Good goin’ sport! That’s it, I’ll call ya Sport!” The two played in the yard while Gram went to make lunch and Gramps placed his grandson’s suitcase in his bedroom.

“We’re too old to have a puppy,” said Gramps.

“She needs a home. Let’s talk to his dad about it.”

The four spent each summer day doing fun things together.

Bobby noticed that Sport sat at Gram’s feet while she cooked, and snoozed in Gramps’ lap when they watched movies.

“Is Dad going to let me take Sport home when summer’s over?”

“He’s thinking about it, but having a dog is a big responsibility,” said Gramps.

“Dad’s gotta let me keep her.  She’s mine!” cried Bobby. He nuzzled Sport, and she tickled his face with kisses.

A few days later, Gram told Bobby, “Your dad said Sport can go home with you.”

“Great!” But he thought he saw Gram wipe away a tear.

Late that night, Bobby tiptoed to get a drink of water and overheard his grandparents talking.

“I’m going to miss you Tiny Girl,” said Gram as she cradled the sleeping pup.

“I’ve got to admit, this house is a lot livelier with Sport here,” said Gramps.

Bobby went back to bed, but his thoughts kept him wide awake. 

“Morning Bobby, I’m calling to reserve a spot for Sport on the plane,” said Gramps.

“Gram, Gramps, I think that Sport should stay with you guys.” 

“Are you sure?” his grandparents asked.

“Having a dog is a big responsibility. Anyway, I’ll see Sport when I visit.”

The day came to say goodbye. “You be a good girl for Gram and Gramps.” Sport licked his face, then Bobby and Gramps walked into the airport.

He hid his tears on the plane ride home, and cried for days, but Bobby knew that Gram and Gramps needed Sport more.

A letter soon came addressed to Master Robert. The back of the envelope was stamped with a paw print. He opened it and smiled:



Please vote for #5 VACATION SPORT hereThanks in advance for your time!



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