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Chances are You Will Want to Come to New York City

In 1958Her streets were pavedin yellow brickleading to Fifth Avenueand 42nd Street.You might have seena zealous coupledance-walking…

The Garden of Love, By Patricia Crandall, Published on The Back Road Cafe

“Elisa, I love you,” Hendrik said. “I am engaged to your cousin. Tory has promised me…

The Wedding Reception, By Patricia Crandall, Published on The Back Road Cafe

Julie raised an impish face with ‘wise owl’ eyes to newlyweds, Dianne and Hugh Levitt. She…

Nadia Bhagg Manages the System, By Patricia Crandall, Published on the Black Road Cafe

Nadia Bhagg pulled on her winter jacket, grabbed her purse, and went outside to her car.…

The Review-Getting Nudge By Carolyn Howard-Johnson,

Excerpted from the newest book in Carolyn Howard-Johnson’s multi award-winning HowToDoItFrugally Series of books for writers,…

CORN HUSK DOLLS

One stands tall, two stand small. Flaxen hair, pin-eyed stare, basket of strawberry flowers. Three pretty…

Tricky Sentence Structure by Mary Deal

Let’s analyze a sentence from a story: The story: Two women discuss a visit to a…

Inside the End Quotes by Mary Deal

Much confusion exists about what goes inside or outside of the end quotes in dialogue. To…

Not Suitable For Children

Read my story, Not Suitable For Children published in The Back Road Cafe 

The Rules of Grammar by Mary Deal

The rules of grammar are to, first, benefit a reader. Grammar is standard format to which…

SPRING CONCERT by Patricia Crandall

 Melodic soft voices drifting in harmony as dark-suited boys and white organdy girls wear gentle expressions of…

Infinity, a poem by Patricia Crandall

                                                                                      Passage                                                                                     In drifting waves                                                                                     A jewel of a lake                                                                                     Unable to rein in my gaze…