St Kevin knew a thing or two about ravens. His prophetic doom saying, preached up and down the land, earned…
The garden beds were a tangled mess of weeds with what might have been once planted there struggling through years…
”Thank you for being here today, Miss Alice. Our readers will be delighted to hear from you given so many…
A debut which leaves you waiting eagerly for the next in series! Jillian’s dream of opening her own children’s book…
From workshop writing prompt, and a true story. My memory is vivid after more than 65 years. A large woman,…
It had been his idea to move to the country. ‘Fresh air,’ he said. ‘Good for the kids.’ She’d resisted…
The yellow-lensed glasses lifted her mood. In the dank, dark days of January they were her life-saving ‘go to’. First…
The storm drives rain against the window, turns to hail cracking against the glass, elbowing its noisy rudeness into her…
The dragon came at dusk. We watched from the deck, sails hanging limp in the breezeless tropics, escape useless. The…
Today I visited a local secondary school to talk to their Year 11s (16-year-olds) about flash fiction handy hints. For…