This Easter was a family and friends affair. I spent Saturday at the local Easter Fair that I had helped organise. It was fun. The only thing that put a dampener on the day was the weather. Considering the Friday had been wonderfully bright and sunny, the simple fact that Saturday was cold, wet and… Continue reading Easter is over
The next instalment of The Cracked Mirror. Robin is going to work but is she being followed? #amwriting #thecrackedmirror #shifterromance
Splashing water on my face I give my reflection one last look and then go back to the bedroom. Cassie looks up from her place on the bed but I don’t say anything. There is no point. She will be there in the same place when I get back.
“I’ll bring back burgers.”
She snuffles and lies back down.
Reaching for my uniform I change into the emerald green and straighten the tag proclaiming me a plant technician. I had always wanted to work with the outdoors and in particular plants but I hadn’t really thought that a nursery would be the way I’d go. Who was I kidding…? There had been no option. I needed a job to put food on the table. At least I was managing that, just.
Closing the door carefully I walk away and try not to feel resentment toward my sister. I’m certain that…
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It took me an hour to sharpen all the pencils. No really... You see twice a year I help organise local fairs. Here in Tregaron that means Easter and Christmas. Of the two I can safely say that the Christmas Fair is bigger, boasting more than 25 stalls and a free Santa. But the Easter… Continue reading Sharpened Pencils
They say bad things always happen in threes and I can agree. So, after my stiff neck I developed a nasty cold. That I can handle. It means I don't get much work done but it is okay. Then I went for a nap, in order to get over the cold. My window was open… Continue reading Three times…
The first chapter of the new serialised novel… Rachel and her twin are running, but they are losing hope of ever finding somewhere safe. #amwriting
I wake screaming and lie there panting looking at the same white scarred ceiling I had been staring at for the last six months. I hate it. I hate the water mark in the corner and the mould that seems to take hold no matter how many times I scrub at it. Sighing, I try to close my eyes again, I try to forget, but a low whimper pulls me back to the present. I turn my head and stare into Casey’s amber eyes. She stares straight back into mine, amber meeting brown in a tangle of pain and worry.
“I’m fine,” I say, but the look she gives me suggests that she really doesn’t believe me.
I look away and close my eyes again, except as I do I see the images that had made me scream. If only there was a way to stop them. I had tried…
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No, I mean really. I'm not sure why but at the moment I have a massively stiff neck. At first I thought it was a migraine but then it stuck around. Some mornings I would wake up with a slight pain and other mornings all I could do was hold my head and roll over.… Continue reading A pain in the neck
Yep… I’m doing it again. A paranormal romance this time. So, who want to hear a story? #amwriting
So this is a serialised novel, or will be, so you need to read it in order. I’m creating posts of around 800 to 1000 words each. They will run in chapters from 1.1 to where ever we end up.
Each chapter will be the first number, so the 1.? bit. The number after will be part of the chapter.
Hope that makes sense.
Basically read in numerological order, and enjoy.
It's snowing here in Wales. What does that mean? Well, more accidents than normal. I mean, so far there have been two in a small village not far away and at least one on the coast road. Doesn't sound like much? I suppose if I lived in a large urban area it wouldn't be but I… Continue reading Snow!
I miss The Gone.... I wrote it just over a year and every week or more I would upload a post that was essentially another part of the book. It was weird to do as I couldn't edit. But it kept my mind sharp. And now, just a few months later, I find that I… Continue reading Blogs that are books