Author Archives: Terry Scott Liebchen

About Terry Scott Liebchen

Hello, My name is Terry Scott Liebchen. I am a writer, biker, thinker, performance artist, actor, college student living in Minneapolis. I love being outside, but most of the year I am a shut-in, doing and such. I frequent the beach, restaurants, and the library. I enjoy spending time with my friends and family. I love moving, biking, and having a conversation with friends. I also enjoy long walks on the beach and puppies. I invite conversation and critique. I compose/share creative non-fiction, fiction, poetry, language, and prose for multiple blogs and publications. I work at a Library... If you care to contribute to a local writer/artist and enjoy reading on your smart device, check out my ebook on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BO67H96

Standing on Ice while Floating down the Mississippi River

The fact of the matter was we were floating on a sheet of ice just below the Cass Street Bridge, in the middle of the Mississippi. It was a new year in the 199?s, it was cold. We stood there … Continue reading

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Taking the Bus through Downtown (MPLS)

*** We stood and waited. The bus stop was cooled by the New Year’s wind. January in the Midwest, in Minnesota, in Minneapolis, is somewhat of a farce. This comes off as a big joke on the locals. The words … Continue reading

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Every Friday

If one were to work on the slowest computer in the world, it would be this one. I am certain of it. I have never spent so much of my time spending so much of my time. It has happened … Continue reading

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The Selfie Artist

For many of you this tragedy will hit very close to home… It took place the other day, in the back parking lot of my apartment complex. It was a morning, not substantially different from others, save for one thing. … Continue reading

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How to Save One Hundred Dollars, and Your Dignity.

Waking up the stiff rusted scarecrow proper. I need oil like the world needs space. Stop touching me it says, take your pipes and machines from out of me. As fall has come in it brought with it achy bones … Continue reading

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Who is Telling the Truth?

And then there was so much to do. There was the morning to be had, coffee in hand. The sun had to rise, just in time. Rubbing, itching, scratching sleep tainted eyes, and finally, crawling from warm bed. Exist in … Continue reading

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A Bottle Removed

“For the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief.” – Edgar Allan Poe, “The Black Cat” A Bottle Removed Waking up the day after the event, I realize I had … Continue reading

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