Monthly Archive: July 2017

The high city walls created a funnel for the cold winter wind. She pulled her cloak closed as she passed the hustle and bustle of the market stalls. Stallholders pushed their wares towards her, ‘Buy Madame,’ they insisted. She smiled and shook her head. ‘Not today thank you.’ She hurried through the city gates making […]

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She pulled her jumper over her nose and held her breath. She wanted to be outside in the clean fresh air. Life had other ideas. Had she known the facts, today would look different, but appearances are deceiving. She opened the windows and filled her lungs with microscopic particles of fresh air. Turning towards the […]

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Rain battered the tin roof filling the gutters in seconds. Sheets of water flowed on to the verandah. She sat up in bed, her Ipad open to ‘Words with Friends’. A message dropped from the top of the screen. What’s happening? She changed games and wrote…Nothing, it’s his turn. Another message, it read…Your move with […]

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‘As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.’ Leonardo de Vinci Her eyes are closed allowing her ruminations to wander unfettered…unchallenged by the light of day. Some days her thoughts are succinct others they wander aimlessly through her ninety years. Days spent on the farm with her Papa, days […]

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Monday morning dawned wet cold and miserable. Great claps of thunder reverberated through the house. Forked lightning cracked and tore the sky in half. But weather or no weather, school was still on.   Jill said a silent prayer to Thor the thunder God, asking him to desist, at least while she was out. She […]

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‘Frances you’re turn,’ James said. Grey-haired, elegant…her green eyes twinkled. The group waited expectantly. ‘He was a politician, his honesty questionable,’ she declared. Blank faces stared back. ‘I will not compromise my artistic principles by changing the plot of my story.’ ‘Very cryptic,’ James said. The group huddled. ‘Goodness is about character…a person’s kindness, moral […]

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She lay on the grass, looking up, her camera clicking with precision and measured thought. She rolled to the left, more photos, then too the right, keeping low to the ground, out of sight. People didn’t understand her passion. She liked to be close, to hear them, to feel their power.   She loved the […]

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His message, while in the public domain, was clear…she got it…he would be there. She remembered his words…spoken long ago, ‘Don’t second guess yourself. Use your intuition.’ She listened to her heart and booked herself a spot. The day of the conference arrived. She paced. She stood. She felt unhinged. Breathless she sat. Through the […]

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