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Author: The Reluctant Author

The Reluctant Author, a user of words, has spent a lifetime writing words and storing them in notebooks, computer discs, digital files, and has now decided to step out into the light and start sharing some of those words with the world. (The Reluctant Author is Kendra Cooke's pseudonym)
PrepTober

PrepTober

October, the glorious month of magnificent color changes amongst the foliage, falling leaves, and the slow transformation from a long hot summer to the chill of autumn. Brightly coloured pumpkins, crunchy apples, yeasty donuts, sweet cider, dark nights, morning fogs, and a crisp wind in the air. Being my first year in well over a decade back in the Mountains I’m ready for all of this. Fire  pit evenings, star gazing, pumpkin patches, corn mazes, hoodies, hiking, and watching the…

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Autumn Weekend

Autumn Weekend

The little family didn’t notice the sun was setting, because they were too busy playing their board game, moving small trains around the map and howling with frustration when someone else’s train blocked them. While equally laughing with triumph when they were able to procure a slot for their own little trains. As it grew dark the game was packed away and the tired, happy people went inside for dinner. They closed up the little house snuggly against the autumn…

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Me In The Middle

Me In The Middle

I have this little song I sing when I’m driving, it doesn’t have a particular tune that I could give you to sing it yourself, but it goes like this, “me in the middle..” Repeatedly, until I turn a corner. I sang this so much upon our return to the US that my family knew it was wise not to try and communicate with me when we were stopped at intersections because if they did I’d just sing this silly…

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Book Shopping

Book Shopping

The other day one of my son’s asked if we could go to the bookshop, not an entirely surprising request although this particular son has only recently really fallen in love with reading despite his age. My immediate answer was, “Sure, why not!” Unfortunately, it took another three days before we actually made it to the bookstore. As both of my young adult son’s made bee lines for the books they were after, and could be heard a few isles…

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