Literary lovelies! Welcome to another Writing Prompt Wednesday. I was going to say this is a short but sweet one, although it starts out sweet yet doesn't end as such. The first real thing I noticed about her, was how her hands were like ice. I felt the urge to grasp them within mine, wanting … Continue reading Hands
Goodreads Synopsis: Would you sacrifice your future to practice magic? Artificers are the gilded princes of the Iron Empire. Mages are violent criminal outcasts. Devin competes to become the best artificer in the empire . . . but he's secretly a mage. All the apprentices in the Artificer's Guild compete by building crude prototypes of … Continue reading Rotten Magic – Review
Hello, dear readers! This writing prompt definitely had my writer juices flowing! I hope you enjoy reading it and as always I would love any feedback you might have. She crouches down beside his head and with her pointer finger and thumb stretches his eyelid open. His pupils don't stir, "Looks like it." "What should … Continue reading The Searcher
... and December begins! Hello Dear Readers, I slightly regret the exclamation mark which I placed just two lines above. I will not take it away though, even if I am not sure it belongs there. December might definitely be a month which delivers on the exclamation mark, due to the holiday-inspired nature of the … Continue reading November ends…
Writing Prompt Wednesday, we meet again! Hello, literary lovelies. "How did this get here?" My voice whispers to no one beyond my solitary self. Two thoughts emerge simultaneously: It couldn't have fallen from my desk it's all the way across the room. And on its heels, I've never seen paper quite like this before. As … Continue reading The Watcher
This week Writing Prompt Wednesday was inspired by the story Gift written by Red Pen Gal using this very prompt. She is such an amazing writer! Go read her work ASAP! I peered at it from the window as my breath frosted against the chilled pane. I tried to blink it's presence away, first slowly … Continue reading A Back Porch Surprise
Dearest Readers, For the vast majority of my life, I have been teased for my tendency to provide human characteristics to inanimate objects as well as animals, otherwise known as personification. I am sure I have even dipped my toe into the depths of anthropomorphism, which according to dictionary.com is the: The attribution of human … Continue reading From the perspective of the page
Dear Readers! We meet again! I apologize for being MIA yet again. I have found myself within a deep book reading slump which has some how attached itself to my writing. Alas I have been up to nothing, zip, zilch. I came across this cute picture on how to find your YA Book Title from … Continue reading Find your YA Book Title!
Hello, literary lovelies! We find ourselves mid-week and ready for a Writing Prompt Wednesday! I hope you have all been well and enjoy the short story I have for you today! I closed my eyes and held onto the sound, as I tried to grasp the translucent memories of a life I could not remember. … Continue reading I held onto the sound…
Goodreads Synopsis: A house built high on the moor, A golden age, ended by war, A house left empty, falling to ruin. During the Edwardian period, the wealthy Kearleys entertained important guests at their summer home on the moors; enjoying lavish parties showcasing the house and its views of the mountains. By the 1950s the … Continue reading For the Love of Prose
You may not know literary lovelies that I not only write this lovely blog for you all, but I have within the last year finished a novel. I have titled it: Whose Story. I would like to put the first chapter on here (a much longer post than my usual) for you all to read … Continue reading Whose Story? – Chapter 1
Hello, again literary lovelies, We find ourselves yet again on a Writing Prompt Wednesday. This prompt caught my eye as I am not usually a horror genre writer, although my prompts usually are dark and twisty. The reflective film rippled as I threw myself backward, my elbows scraped against the narrow stone corridor. I wanted … Continue reading What’s in a reflection?
I look at them again, the unmistakable curly cues I've always attached to my letters, making them undoubtedly mine. The words clumping together to form a bigger picture of a moment I have no recollection of. I read again, searching, scanning, for a memory. My eyes lower to the date in the bottom left corner, … Continue reading A note to die for
