A scribble, a lens, and a listening device into a strange and curious being.
- They walked in companionable silence; it was early but they had both felt the need to clear their heads before they faced the onslaught of family visiting over the weekend. She kept mentally scolding herself, the purpose of this walk was to concentrate on themselves and the now. She had been thinking about what … Continue reading Romantic Notions
This months question is: What publishing path are you considering/did you take, and why? That is a difficult question, I mean self-publishing would mean I would have all the creative control which would be wonderful in certain respects but it would also be a lot of pressure. There is also the financing aspect of doing it … Continue reading #IWSG – The Tough Choice
I can't answer this month's suggested question as I have yet to have a publication journey. I have also not really written anything for a while except some flash fiction so I don't feel like I have anything interesting to share. The one thing I have been thinking about lately is setting myself a goal, whether … Continue reading #IWSG – Too much
- She stood staring at the fridge, wondering if this was a good sign or a bad omen. They had been doing this for years, a tradition that was so predictable she often wondered why they still did it but would never dream of giving it up. She was noughts, he was crosses and whoever … Continue reading Noughts and Crosses
- Even though it was spectacularly pretty it was a bit eerie. Natalie had prepared for village life as best she could and was sure she would rise to the challenge, she had rather hoped that there would be people around though. Ones she could practice speaking with so she would pick up the language … Continue reading The Village
