Time Will Tell…

It's been almost a  three years since I finished my first journey of recovery and discovery. I thought that it had all gone amazingly well and that my life was set for a new and adventurous course that would be fuelled by writing. I'm still putting in the fuel , but my life is still in... Continue Reading →

Lost Christmas…8

He came just after dark. I could hear his terrible steps across the city. My world trembled with each footfall. Tonight, my room had a window to the world and I stood at the cold pane watching the giant's advance. Each stride was met by fire. Each step an explosion. And I watched as if... Continue Reading →

Lost Christmas…8

He came just after dark. I could hear his terrible steps across the city. My world trembled with each footfall. Tonight, my room had a window to the world and I stood at the cold pane watching the giant's advance. Each stride was met by fire. Each step an explosion. And I watched as if... Continue Reading →

Flat-Pack Manger…

A piece of wood that was part of the manger that the baby Jesus slept in has retruned to Jerusalem, just in time for Christmas. Now that's a sign of either divine intervention or just good Black Friday shopping. I can see some of the devout eyes popping out as they read this heretic post,... Continue Reading →

Lost Christmas…7

Walls have ears. They listen to everything that happens. They hear love, hate, frustration, happiness and fear. Walls are absorbent. They embrace time and trap it. As I wake, I feel the security of those walls. Nothing gets in and nothing gets out. The sleeper is lodged beneath wakefulness. I can hear his deep breaths... Continue Reading →

Eve Snippet…

It was a week before Rachael’s eyes focused. It was during the early hours of the morning. I was sleeping in the chair at the side of the bed when she screamed. I jumped out of myself with fear and Ruth almost fell down the stairs. Rachel was bolt upright in bed with her eyes... Continue Reading →

When The Book Writes You…

I have entered that stage in my latest novel when the characters take over from me as the writer. They have started to decide what they are doing and it is that decision-making process that is propelling the book forward. I thought that I knew Evie, but she is showing me new aspects to her... Continue Reading →

When School Goes Bad…

The library was nothing like how we had left it. After inching our way through the tunnels that led to it, we waited and watched. Beyond the odd scavenging rodent, nothing else moved. Eventually, Peter indicated that a group of five should move in accompanied by himself. I held back with the others. It must... Continue Reading →

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