The sea is gentle today, a calm surf gently lapping the shore of the stony beach under your feet. You can feel the air hint at the warmth of the air that will come with the rising sun. You are the only person on this stony beach, whilst the sun has risen but the people … More Gentle (Stories on a Theme – “Soft”)
Rain hammered around them. Another storm, this one would hopefully pass quickly. In that moment, Rantia did not feel the rain smacking into her shoulders and soaking her clothes. She was lost in her memories, of happier times, of a home that was full of love and joy and wonder. “You ready?” Veran’s voice crackled … More Finding Home (Stories on a Theme – “Soft”)
This month has been another month of the uncertain. Uncertain routine, uncertain world, uncertain possibilities. In the backdrop of all of this uncertainty, writing has both been a gift and a curse. Gift, because it gives me some much needed structure and a longer term goal than get through this week. A curse, because amidst … More Living in Uncertain (May Update)
I have an ongoing balance between finding enough time to write, and then beating myself up when something else takes priority. It’s a constant balance that I’ve talked about before, which dominates most of my walking moments. If you were to google online how long it takes to write a book (let alone write it), … More Why Self Care is Important (Opinion Blog)
I’m here, I know this. I can feel the ground beneath my feet, the wind against my cheeks. But Zanthe, you know your mind isn’t. Yeh, I’m aware of that. My mind is not here, because it’s there, on the spaceship 14 years ago when it all happened. My mind is always there when it … More Flash Fiction – Grounded (Stories on a Theme – “Space”)
The world isn’t safe. We know this. You know this. They knew this too. You’re full of wonder and possibility. We know this. You know this. They should have known this. You’re safe here. We know that wasn’t true. You know it wasn’t true. They should have tried harder.
Neura looked up at the grey sky above her porch. There were a few drops of rain, splashing on the path that led out to the main street. Big, heavy raindrops that slapped the path when they connected with the earth, leaving a wet footprint on the smooth black tile. They needed this, the rain. … More Flash Fiction – Morning Rain (100 Words)
Unlet looked at her hands, watching the electricity crackle between her fingers. In that moment, the mess of the room, from the broken bookshelves and smashed windows, all fell away. She could feel it, feel the power coursing through her veins. She could still taste the tang of the potion on her tongue, a metallic … More Flash Fiction – Electric (Stories on a Theme “Power”)
You know the colour three feet below the surface of the water? That’s it. That colour. The deep blue that mingles with green as the light slices through it. It surrounds you as you tread water, trying to hold your breath as you take in the space around you. Fish flitter by, darting through the … More Flash Fiction – Turquoise (Stories on a Theme – “Blue”)
Life sometimes means you don’t have time to write. And you know what? That’s okay. … More That’s Just Life (June Update)
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