Claire Fiori's Author Page
Do you believe in nracles? I didn't either until Husband turned to me yesterday and asked, "Do you want to... go to Bookmans?" Thing about my husband: Not a big book guy. I thought he was kidding, but of course I round on him, eyes saucers, and exclaim at the top of my lungs, "YEEEEEEEEEES!" … Continue reading Believe in Nracles: Book Lover’s Dreams Come True
Days Without Ramen: 0. As you may have read in my previous post, I've eaten half my weight in instant ramen in the last few months. To quit torturing my kidneys, I've since switched to cooking my own, homemade ramen thanks to my two favorite chefs at japanesecooking101.com. This was my first attempt at making … Continue reading Not Crappy Ramen, Egg Nightmares, & Seraphic Wheat Follicles
Back in April 2016 I had the idea of using crossword puzzle clues to write poetry. Don't know if anyone else has done this before me, but as far as I know I'm the first. I'm now writing one every day and will be creating a chapbook that will be available on Amazon in September... … Continue reading What’s More: A Poem
If there's one thing you need to know about me, it's that I love Japanese food. LOVE it. From sushi to teppanyaki, miso to bento, I loooooove me some Japanese food. Even the crappy instant ramen noodles. I'm ashamed to admit how many packages of those I've eaten in the last few months (I'll give you a hint: … Continue reading Crappy Ramen Secrets, Okonomiyaki by Stove Light, & A New Poem
Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory by Caitlin Doughty My rating: 4 of 5 stars The very definition of morbidly funny, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory forces you to look death in the eye in this laugh out loud narrative of a young mortician. … Continue reading Review of “Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory”
Several days ago, I came across an article that told of a man who was using the NOAD example sentences to write stories. "How inspiring!" I thought. "What a fantastic exercise!" I continued to think about this brilliance and how I'd love to find a copy and take a stab at doing something of my own. … Continue reading Walk Softly: A Poem
**This is the original 2010 version. I don't like the ending, so I'll post the re-write as soon as it's finished.** Every day at 5:37AM she would get on her bicycle and ride to work. She worked at Betty’s Bakery on Fourth Street as a pastry chef. Her danishes were … Continue reading Geminez: A Short Story
Didn't I see you yesterday out on the Mexican Battle Grounds? Smoking your cherry wood pipe, its cherry the only color in the Third Quarter Moonlight? Or was it Coffee Pot Landing last week? drinking iced Dragonwell tea, Basking in the fireball sky lying in the dew-sweet martian grass in tie and suit? I don't … Continue reading Stew: A Poem
Pluto will implode like a gall bladder in its moons, the light flips to water and the water to a nameless name, There will never be anyone driving the motorcycle through these one-ways strewn with broken glass among blathering men hating their children, never a quick alphabet of sun speaking of lingering and surviving, never … Continue reading Drivers: A Negative Inversion Poem to “Passengers”
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