Tag Archives: kids
The Wrong Lesson – A short story
The Wrong Lesson It didn’t go quite to plan, but that was okay, things generally didn’t. “So, it all went wrong?” Elliot asked. Gareth squirmed in his seat. “That might be taking it too far,” he replied. He laid out his sandwiches, poured a coffee out of the pot and settled into a seat […]
Reaching high – #flashfiction
Welcome to Friday Fictioneers and this week’s 100 word challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. *** “There’s nothing like that there, darling. You shouldn’t lie.” “I was close to it. I’m telling you it was huge. This big.” He jumped on the spot, reaching high with his fingertips. “Sweetie—” “No, I was right next to it. […]
Cleaning up the streets.
I hate driving past those car dumps, where metal is mangled and piled high. An eyesore. This is my 100 word flash fiction story, hosted by Rochelle and runs until this Friday. What to do with them? They hung about on street corners, lurked in car parks and by playgrounds. They’d consigned themselves to the […]
Kitchen conversations
Today’s Friday Fictioneers prompt (yes, it’s Wednesday but by Friday my brain is frazzled) is of a very tidy kitchen. Mine isn’t like this. It’s noisier too. “That one’s the moon!” “No it’s not, silly-billy,” he squeaked. She squeezed the dishcloth out. “Don’t be mean to your little sister.” “That one is […]
What next?
After the flurry of blogging activity during April, May is quiet, which suits me as I’ve lots of writing and editing to do. I’ve added a page listing all my A-Z posts on inspiration. As for this blog, I’ve taken a leaf out of my own theme for A-Z Challenge and having a guest. My […]
Tell me a Story
The word storytelling says it all. A story on its own is lost, telling it to others makes it found. As a child I loved listening to Jackanory. A TV show that was broadcast every week day for about 15 minutes. One book, split into sections and read aloud by a celebrity, usually an actor. […]
My daughter and the letter Q
This post was written by my ten year old daughter, who loves writing stories and recently submitted her 500 word story to a national competition. My mum asked me to write this post on the letter Q (because she couldn’t think of anything). I am going to do it about two things: questions and […]
Be a kid and clear your mind
My head feels like its bursting some days. My capacity to learn new things, to add to my already overloaded brain, diminishes every year. In order to stuff some fact or idea in my mind, something else has to give or be forgotten. I’m not the fountain of all knowledge. There are cracks and empty […]
Shopping, dreams and careers
I’m not a great fan of shopping, but when your eldest grows, the inevitable happens. She and I went on a mum and daughter shopping spree and unlike when she was small and I chose everything, now she gets to decide, within a reasonable price range. “How about this?” I held up something. She shook […]
The Quiet Writer 