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Alyssa Bushell
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Flash fiction enthusiast and cozy mystery novelist. Find me near the water with my nose in a book. Bring pastries.
✒️ AlyWrites.ca
Sigh. Okayyyyy, I'll spend November madly writing 50,000 words of a sixth mystery novel as if I don't have umpteen other things screaming for my attention...
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(as if there was ever any chance I wasn't going to sign up for this)
October 28, 2025 at 2:47 AM
WHY is it harder to write a tight synopsis than it is to write a whole dang novel???
August 20, 2025 at 12:42 AM
Summer is a season best recognized by its scents and sounds. Sunscreen, chlorine, fresh-cut hay, french-fries, lake water, campfires. Cicadas, lawnmowers, seagulls, thunderstorms, waves crashing, bagpipes at sunset.

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AWOL: Absent Writer, Out Lingering
If my absence has been noted, consider this my excuse: I’ve been savouring.
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August 19, 2025 at 11:28 PM
after half a lifetime of breaking my own heart, I find
peace among the pieces cast away

New poetry "in my riverbed" over at AlyWrites

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in my riverbed
after half a lifetime of breaking my own heart, I find peace among the pieces cast away
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June 12, 2025 at 1:40 AM
I've only gone and had a little story take first place in a Blank Spaces Magazine prompt contest!
www.blankspaces.ca/winners/alys...
“Lionel Wexelbaum Will Not Wake Up” by Alyssa Bushell—Our March 2025 Gold Medal Winner — Blank Spaces Magazine
Congratulations to Alyssa Bushell, our first place winner from the contest posted in our March, 2025 issue!
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May 17, 2025 at 1:21 AM
The sunshine outside, a lengthy to-do list, and my neglected manuscript are playing tug of war for my attentions. Sigh. Maybe I'll just go sit by the river and daydream.
May 4, 2025 at 3:23 PM
Meet me where the storm clouds GATHER
Bring along your broken heart
Lose all your tears between the raindrops
Raise loud your voice with rolling thunder
Shatter the whole sky

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April 30, 2025 at 11:05 PM
On a good day, it might look like I've got myself together, but with one inadvertent snag of a stray STRING, this jumble of a patchwork life will certainly unravel.

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April 29, 2025 at 2:31 AM
It was just a casual WAVE, but the stranger's face transformed like clouds parting for sudden sun. No need to let him know that my friend was right behind him.

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April 29, 2025 at 2:24 AM
Let's SKIP the awkward phase and jump straight to you and me, hand in hand, comfortable silences, and shared dreams. Let's start forever yesterday and hoard all of our tomorrows.

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April 27, 2025 at 1:27 AM
A conversation with her always felt a little like having someone RUMMAGE through your nightstand; a violation thinly veiled in empathy, and you just know she'd gossip what she found.

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April 27, 2025 at 1:11 AM
Chad puffed and strutted like a Tom turkey, but no one took any note of his CHALLENGE. It may have been a little intimidating if he was more than five-foot-five.

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April 27, 2025 at 1:05 AM
The only thing that could tie Luella to the crime was dropped off a cruise ship somewhere between Fort Lauderdale and Nassau, just a plop, a RIPPLE, and overwhelming relief.

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April 27, 2025 at 12:58 AM
So many unspent kisses glint with promise in her eyes, so many whispers yet unbreathed resting ready on her lips. Stung by love before, she'll be slow to POUNCE again.

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April 27, 2025 at 12:36 AM
Like a jungle cat, he WEAVEs through the crowd, unnoticed, looking for his next victim. He's sharpened his claws and bared his fangs and you won't even see him pounce.

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April 24, 2025 at 12:15 PM
They’re poetry in living colour, waiting to be transcribed. These moments—strange, sweet, stunning, sometimes silly—are a reminder that inspiration doesn’t always shout. Sometimes it just nudges.

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Unexpected Inspiration
Trying to write in the aftermath of grief is harder than I ever imagined it would be. Good stories demand emotional resonance. Writing something worth reading requires tapping into the same well of…
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April 22, 2025 at 12:54 PM
Though the WINDs of change blow years so quickly by, here I am, the same person in the same place, looking at my shadow as if it should've walked away.

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April 21, 2025 at 2:40 AM
In adoration most unrequited and unwise, she once again falls victim to her own incautious heart. This imaginary FEAST is set for two, but she, the fool, will dine alone.

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April 20, 2025 at 2:09 AM
I see the feathered outline, angelic in the snow, and know that with a silent SWOOP, one life has ended while another's carries on. Are not we all so fleeting?

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April 20, 2025 at 1:53 AM
No one warned Gwyneth that after 40 it was a long, steady SLIDE into irrelevant spinsterhood, not that she minded. Freedom comes in many forms, and power in being overlooked.

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April 19, 2025 at 1:50 AM
Is there anything quite so delicious as STRETCHing out in a hammock strung between whispering birch with a good book, a view of the lake, and an afternoon nap imminent?

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April 19, 2025 at 1:43 AM
I COLLECT secrets told around bonfires, the colour of late August sunsets reflected in loved ones' eyes, and the scents of crackling bread, spring rain, new crayons, and old books.

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April 16, 2025 at 7:54 PM
Mama'd holler, "Get a WIGGLE on," wrangling five under five out the door alone. That's an awful lot of boots, mitts, and mouths, but she never ran out of love.

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April 16, 2025 at 7:46 PM
Just POP to the corner store, grab some milk for Mom, such a simple thing. But this town ain't safe, and no one saw nothin', and nothin' but questions remain.

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April 16, 2025 at 7:39 PM