Written in response to February Writing Prompts on Putting My Feet In The Dirt no.27 a gambler and a thief A gambler and a thief walk into a bar. Sounds like the start of a joke right? But there we were, not long before last orders, wandering in to not the most salubrious of establishments. … Continue reading The Plan- a prompt story
A bold opening gambit I know but stay with me. I had this epiphany the other day. Recently, I blogged about the reasons I write and they were varied and relatively sane. And then I saw the new trailer for Avengers Endgame and realised something new. I'll warn you now, I love the MCU (not … Continue reading Why Writing Is Like Being An Avenger
"The ghosts of the Theatre are woven into the brick." "Bit of a weird thing to put at the entrance," Eva commented as they walked deeper into the atrium of the Old Grand Theatre. The hall was immense - sweeping staircases flowed up the sides of the room. Cascades of red carpet streamed back … Continue reading Ghosts of the Theatre- a seedling story
The glittery gem held all the secrets of the past. It was why she had always veered away from this particular haul. Some said it was cursed. Others said it was special technology that read your DNA. All she knew was that anyone who tried to steal it in the last ten years had not … Continue reading Nowhere to hide- a short story
It wasn’t the worst situation I had found myself in. But it was definitely close. “What do you value most mortal? Let me see your pain as I rip it from you.” The demon's breath billowed over me stinking of sulphur as he loomed over me. I tilted my head away as best I could. … Continue reading The Demon Went Down To Georgia
So, I have taken the plunge. In September, I took a massive step into the real writing world by joining twitter and setting up this blog. I let you lot read my words. Real people - would read - what I had written. This involved a lot of hyperventilating, then excitement, then self-doubt and then … Continue reading To let them read or not let them read…?
It doesn't take much for the general populace to get excited these days. Even so, the noise and rushing of children closely followed by harrassed nannies piqued my interest. As I followed the hubbub, I realised that something was most definitely afoot. A crowd had gathered that would've put the Great Exhibiton to shame. Unfortunately, … Continue reading Miss Nicoletta and the Mysterious Mecha-Dinosaur