The First Line
When I was 11 this story started and ended abruptly. The group of barbarians were seeking out the evil one and were told that she was the...
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THE BOOKÂ I WROTE
Follow me as I try to finish the novel I started over 37 years ago.
I have always written stories. Words come naturally to me I have a box of hand-scribbled notes, pages typed on a typewriter or old computer. One story has remained constantly in my background since I was 11.
Now I want to finish it.
And then I want you to read it.
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Photo by Taisiia Shestopal on Unsplash I wake up my brain wakes up. Even if it is stupid o'clock and I had promised myself today a lie...
Passing Strangers
Photo by Luke Southern on Unsplash As I sit here in the early morning, with the sun peeking above the rooftops and no sounds other than...
Creating Genocide
Today I watched a documentary about Nuremberg Trials on channel 5*. It had been hanging around on my Sky + box for a while as no one else...
Her Mother and I
Today I am thinking of the mother. When I started this story the mother, the queen, was the evil one. She was a cliche. A one-dimensional...
Not who I was or why I began
Was it the fault of my English Language teacher and slightly dissatisfactory home life that lead me to write? For whatever reason, I was...
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