Naomi de Plume

The pen may be mightier than the sword, but a plume looks better. Naomi de Plume is one of the many voices in the head of Kristen Thomas Easley, author of Supermom Breaks a Nail. Kristen’s greatest achievement is saving enough money to bribe L.C. to allow her to submit to this site. Together they birthed PlumeNotes: Roasts of Classic Literature. In addition to contributing to Fictionique.com, Kristen writes a fictionalized blog for three of her characters – PlacedePlume.com. Kristen has received the “Yay, Mom Gave Us Fast Food for Dinner Again!” award 23 times last year. In addition she’s sure she’s earned the prestigious “Greatest Contributor to Conceptual Writing” award but L.C. must have forgotten to give it to her… or announce it … or admit that it's even a thing.

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PlumeNotes: Every Body Needs Some Body Sometime

PlumeNotes: Every Body Needs Some Body Sometime

Hello Gentle Readers. I do hope this finds you well; in one piece, as it were. If so, you’ll be in the minority in this tale, I fear. This is the story of Dr. Frankenstein and the friends he ::cough:: made. It’s an unnerving tale; I hope you don’t come apart with the telling....
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In Costume

In Costume

October is here – the start of the holiday season. I love Halloween, or I used to when it meant drinking too much and kissing people in masks.  I saw the added value of Halloween when my children started trick-or-treating, because they brought home candy and the Mothers wouldn’t let them eat it…so I...
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The Experience

The Experience

“Mr. Taylor, how do you do?  My name is Mr. Trent.  I’m the Lead assigned to your Experience.” Trent walked in, extending his hand to a rumpled Mark Taylor filling up the entirety of an oversized chair.  “Has someone offered to get you something to drink?” Mark nodded, “Yes, thank you.  I mean, they...
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Back to Getting Schooled

Back to Getting Schooled

Remember being in school?  There was a popular clique, a rebel clique and the in-betweeners who didn’t really know where they belonged and went along with whoever would have them.  It was a confusing time, and we were all glad to get out of it.  Do you know where those groups go after high...
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That Proust

That Proust

Hello, strangers. Perhaps you thought I’d finally cashed it all in and made off to Fiji and that grass hut of my dreams.  No, I’m here – I haven’t left you.  I tried, but on the morning of the flight I was hoping to stow away on, Nate’s assistant called and informed me the...
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Three Pieces of Work and Then Some

Three Pieces of Work and Then Some

I do love a good tale of jaunty folks doing jaunty things.  Throw in some sinister clergy and a femme fatale who’s the perfect combination of cunning and diabolical and you have yourself a whopping good romp.  Multiply it by four and you have Alexandre Dumas’ incredible tale of The Three Musketeers (plus one)....
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Ten

Ten

I say we met in a bar, he says we met in a restaurant.  I think it sounds funnier to say we met in a bar – a couple of Irish and all that.  He thinks it sounds unromantic, like we were a drunken one-night stand, which we weren’t.  Not even a kiss until...
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‘Till Momdom Do We Part

‘Till Momdom Do We Part

In every mother’s life lurks that one person she dreads most – the Exceptional Mom. This is the mom who shows up everywhere, on time, with her children completely dressed (including both shoes). She makes breakfast, lunch and dinner at home. She can come up with craft ideas off the top of her head,...
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SideNotes

Chain Lightning

Chain Lightning

Women, and I can’t have been the first to notice, are different in crisis. Women of a certain age and life experience are magical beings flying, all too often, under the radar and beyond the sonar of man, until they fold their wings and descend or surface to save their slice of the world.

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