Time flies and I forget to keep up. Here’s a little flash fiction and the photo prompt comes from Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Amanda hated frogs. Tiptoeing around the edge, she squished her toes back inside her sandals. How to tell Finlay? “Could we…” He shoved his hands in his pockets. “I’m sorry. This isn’t […]
I have a manuscript. It’s there, on my computer, on my Kindle, my tablet. It sits there waiting. What now? Months of slaving away on it and it’s come to the point I’ve always dreaded. It would be so easy to tuck it away in a drawer and start work on another project. I want […]
Now do I? Again!? It’s tempting. I like challenges and it certainly is a challenge. I would need to plan ahead, as we’re on holiday in April. A theme would be useful to help motivate me. I’m kind of themeless at the moment. There is always the random thought of the day, except, by […]
Hello to Friday Fictioneers! Today’s picture prompt started a chain of thoughts. I used to work, years ago, for a humongous consumer products company… “Look at this photograph. Tell me what you see?” Not the view. We’re not here for that. “Pumps. Gels. Liquids” “So why are we still making bars of soap?” Think […]
Been absent for far too long, so to break back into things, I’m jumping into Friday Fictioneers. This week’s photo prompt and my 100 word tale. “Well, what do you think?” He eyed it, stood over it, but didn’t touch it. “It’s stripy.” “Yeah, I thought it would spice up your office.” A colourless shell […]
Been very absent from this blog for a while. School holidays, family visits… no time to write or edit, just coasting. I’m posting up some photos of my two favourite abbeys, both ruins, of course, because Henry VIII had them destroyed in the 1540s. Such a pity not to have the foresight to imagine a […]
I’ve always wanted to find one, but never have… “Where did you get those, Grandpa?” He started to count them. “Washed up on the beach.” Grandpa sighed deeply, his craggy face sagging with memories. “Why keep them?” He’d reached thirty-two. “These were the ones with messages.” Paul’s widening eyes reflected in the curvature of the […]
A recent holiday in Yorkshire gave me the chance to explore some new castles. I’m finding myself doing the trip I have laid out in my stalled work in progress in reverse. My character travels south, while I went north. Armed with a camera, I snapped away, trying to pretend I was somebody else, not […]
Welcome to a little (98 words) of flash fiction hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields on Friday Fictioneers. “There?” The tiny window was perched on the roofline. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and shrugged. “It’s in a good part of the city.” “It’s titchy. Just one window?” Another apologetic shuffle of his feet. “I gave […]
I finished the first draft of my book (hooray!). I immediately, and foolishly, started to edit it (boo!). It doesn’t work – switching from writing to editing. I guess it’s the brain thing. The right side is supposed to be the creative part, the left the home of the analytical, logical and verbal reasoning. I’m […]
The Quiet Writer 