• Remembrance

    Remembrance

    In the deep of nightWhen the stars shine brightIn the early mornAs dew drops glitterOn a busy afternoonI hear your heart’s songLong forgotten…half rememberedA melody that dancesA memory that bursts forth.On a balmy eveningAs the sun bids its adieuAnd the birds sing a farewellI remember you.

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  • The Criminal

    The Criminal

    There was only one way to solve the mystery. I had thought and eliminated every other way. But this was the fastest way to get to the bottom of who had perpetrated the crime. And that way was to hold your standard corporate boardroom meeting.

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  • Happy Christmas!

    Happy Christmas!

    I saw mummy kissing Santa Claus. I did. Well, not Santa, but some fat bearded dude, who wasn’t my dad. I closed my eyes, thinking I was dreaming. When I reopened them, the man was still there and so was mummy and they were…doing…adult stuff which I was sure I wasn’t supposed to see so…

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  • Murder she wrote

    Murder she wrote

    My husband and I were an intellectual pair. We were together because we didn’t interfere with the other’s work and we had a handsome companion on our hand for social events people in our position were required to frequent. The only thing I asked of him was fidelity and the only thing he asked of…

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  • Smile and wave

    Smile and wave

    “This is your fault!” “What did I do?” I rolled my eyes as she smiled apologetically. Feeling sorry for me for the slump my writing was in, she had spoken the most intelligent words ever to have come out of her mouth, “Let’s do something adventurous. Even if it doesn’t work out, at least it’ll…

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  • Volume 1 of Finish the story collaboration had been super fun and volume 2, with new prompts and new stories, is hopefully going to prevent me from going into hibernation after the adrenaline ride that is the AtoZ.

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  • The thing about #AtoZ – Reflections 2019

    Long have you walked my friendWithout pause but much thoughtWhen you were convinced inspiration was a placeThat needed a special key, which you had misplacedLong have you walked my friendFrom spinning stories, to writing a thriller, to now mythologyCan you pause and rejoiceOf all that you have achieved?

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