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Here I Go Again
Hello, my fellow Vocalites. My name is Sharon Combs, but many of you know me as Mother Combs or MC. Some of you may have even read a story or poem of mine; perhaps several of my writings have been perused by a few. I come before you to confess to each of you that I now have a problem.
By Mother Combs9 months ago in Writers
Sent Home for Scratching
The year was 1983, and I was in the third grade. My middle half-brother and I were living with our grandmother while our mother found a more stable place for us to live. During this time, we attended a school that was only four blocks from her home, and we'd walk there every day.
By Mother Combs9 months ago in Confessions
Everyone Gets a Soapbox
The Bell Tolls for You! Oyez, oyez, oyez! Hear ye, hear ye! Undust your bell. Get your cause on. The soapbox is yours. In honor of International Town Criers Day (second Monday in July), and with a nod to the International Day of Friendship (30th July).
By Mother Combs9 months ago in Writers
The Cave in Younger's Holler. Top Story - July 2025.
I told them we shouldn’t have come, that it’d be a mistake, but they never listen to me. I’m the friend in the group often overlooked, always interrupted as if I weren’t there. Normally, I wouldn’t mind sitting quietly, soaking in the camaraderie of my group. Tonight, it was different. I wish they had listened to me.
By Mother Combs9 months ago in Horror
My Grandmothers Said so
Once, there was a little girl, so stinking cute and well-loved, she knew the universe revolved around her. With dark curly hair and big blue eyes, she proudly sat amidst everyone's attention. Knowing that she could do nothing wrong, she basked in the glow of their pride, as they expounded upon this wee lass's perfections.
By Mother Combs9 months ago in Writers
It Came Today!!
Oh, thank the Goddess!! It finally arrived! My Not For Resale First Copy Proof Book!! Since I submitted my manuscript to Amazon Self-Publishing, I've felt as if I were in a dream! I've even started to leave little bruises from all the pinching I've done to make sure it wasn't a dream!
By Mother Combs9 months ago in Writers












