UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

Tag: writing

  • Dad chimes in..

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    Mae Faurel
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    Message from Dad (from beyond the veil)… Hey kid… it’s me. Yeah, I know – it’s usually your Granny running the show. She’s still up here giving out orders like she’s got her own cloud with a ‘Reserved for Granny Frass’ sign on it. But I figured it was about time I stepped forward. Just…

  • How Does Someone Like Me Survive All This BS?

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    Mae Faurel
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    Raw. Reflective. With a Dash of Gallows Humor… Some mornings I wake up and think: ‘How in the name of God am I still standing?’ I didn’t ask to be in a family feud. I didn’t ask to be gaslighted, stonewalled, lied to, or dragged through years of probate purgatory. And yet – here I…

  • Episode 72 – Not All Monsters Roar…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Not All Monsters Roar (Some Wear Cardigans and Make Trifle)… I once submitted a receipt for hoover bags. Hoover bags, folks. Not diamond-studded ones. Not antique ones. Just plain, functional dust-hoovering bags because, shockingly, dirt exists. I was on social welfare at the time, and it was a simple reimbursement. No drama. No debate. Or…

  • Aunty Fan Speaks… And She’s Not Impressed…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Well now… it’s me, Aunty Fan. I was minding my own eternal business here in the Great Beyond – having a nice chat with Granny Frass about the state of the afterlife’s tea supply – when word reached me about Fanny’s latest carry-on. And let me tell you, I had to sit down. Which is…

  • Episode 71 -The Spy Who Loved WiFi…

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    Mae Faurel
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    The Spy Who Loved WiFi (And Left Me for Dead)… There’s a special place in hell for people who take advantage of dementia patients. And an even darker corner for sisters like Fanny McFox, who see it as an opportunity to install a 24/7 surveillance system in your dying father’s room while you survive on…

  • Episode 70 – What’s Eating Bully?..

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    Mae Faurel
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    What’s Eating Bully? A Lightly Cheeky, Slightly Spiritual Exploration… Lately, between cups of tea and chats with old friends, I’ve found myself thinking about our dear Bully. Not in a keep him in my prayers kind of way (let’s not get carried away), but in a what makes a person behave like that? sort of…

  • A Message from Darcifer: Of Stones, Spirits, and Kindred Souls from Afar…

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    Mae Faurel
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    So… you brought the Americans to Newgrange, did you? I must confess, I had my doubts. Thought it would be the usual – a gaggle of jet-lagged Yanks snapping selfies, mispronouncing Brú na Bóinne, and asking where they could get a decent cup of coffee. But I’ll hand it to you, lass – you travel…

  • Episode 69 – An American Honeymoon at Faurel Hill…

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    Mae Faurel
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    An American Honeymoon at Faurel Hill: The Unexpected Horn Symphony & Doorbell Drama… by Morgan and Paula… We arrived at Mae’s home, excited for a quiet night filled with laughter and maybe a pint or two or a bit of teq-kill-ya ( which Morgan brought). Instead, we found ourselves suddenly part of an unscripted local…

  • Whispers Through the Stone…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Whispers Through the Stone: Remembering What Was Never Forgotten… There are places in this world that feel older than time. You can sense it the moment you arrive – the air thick with stories, the earth humming a steady, ancient note beneath your feet. Newgrange is one of those places. A mound of stone and…

  • Hello from Granny Frass…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Well now, pet… It’s a fine thing you called on me today. I’ve been sitting on me cloud watching you scurry about like a beetle in a jam jar, overthinking things that don’t deserve five seconds of your precious time. That brain of yours is like a kettle that’s forever just about to boil –…