Author - Carley Hibbert

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Villain’s Assistant
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The Courageous Carry Their Fear
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Because I Have Been Given Much
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Other People’s Words vs. Quiet Self-Reflection
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Summoning Ideas to Craft Stories
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Why do I Write?
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Bear Sightings
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Night Walks
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Taking Leave

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ONE From his splintery chair on the stage, Benjamin watched students, faculty, and parents settle uneasily into their assigned seats. He resisted the urge to bounce his knee up and down, since the stage creaked loudly and it would give away his nerves, but his heart pounded loudly in his chest anyway. Under the heat[…]

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Villain’s Assistant

This is my first book and I can honestly say it’s my best one yet. While writing this I was thinking a lot about what role our circumstances vs. our own choices play in the paths we end up taking. I think that sometimes people just need a better option or two than what they[…]

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The Courageous Carry Their Fear

Lions attract a lot of attention because they’re powerful and dangerous. We appreciate people who are powerful and dangerous. We envy them because isn’t that what courage looks like? But really they’re all show. They don’t really risk anything but their pride. When I think of courage, I first think of a lion—roaring and rearing[…]

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Because I Have Been Given Much

Sometimes giving is the only way to get what’s missing in our lives. I have had many ups and downs in terms of earthly possessions over the years and it seems to me that the more I have, the more there is to worry about. I get scared of losing all that I’ve gained, as[…]

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Other People’s Words vs. Quiet Self-Reflection

Why Autumn is the perfect season for writers to unplug and take a walk. This morning I took my dog for a walk in the park. Red and gold leaves littered the wet grass. City workers were cleaning up fallen branches and running them through a chipper. Ducks waited along side the pond waiting for[…]

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Summoning Ideas to Craft Stories

Ideas for stories collect like lint in the dryer, ready to be scooped out when my brain is bored. “How do you come up with all your ideas?” is a strange question to answer. I could point to the part of my head where I think they swim around in the dark until they are called out[…]

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Why do I Write?

I once came across the acceptance speech by the Turkish novelist Orhan Pamuk for the 2006 Nobel Prize. Towards the end of this beautiful speech, Pamuk answers the question “why do I write?” He then goes on to list over and over the many reasons why he writes. The list is long and varied, but includes things like: “I[…]

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Bear Sightings

Randall tromped through the muddy fields. The snow had just nearly melted off and there was more brown than white in the fields. He’d tied his boots extra tight so that he wouldn’t lose them, but the mud wasn’t that soft yet. He only sank in two inches, and his boots were getting heavy and[…]

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Night Walks

She could feel the cold of the stones through her slippers. Fern thought fondly of her boots that were tucked away under her bed. She would look obscured traipsing through the castle with boots on, not to mention they tended to be louder when she was trying to sneak around. She really had no hope[…]

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Taking Leave

“What do you do for leisure?” I asked Tiffany. She scrunched her face together in thought and threaded a red strand of hair behind her ear. “You know, I don’t remember.” Tiffany released her face and laughed. “That’s pretty sad isn’t it? Why do you ask?” I forced air through my lips, as if that[…]

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