Letting Life Lead
Shift over! Catch that bus! Two telephone workers–one fresh in his twenties–on the job. My nineteen-year-old stomach flitters, my change falls, he picks up the rollers. Was that smile a signal? I think not and walk a mile of regret.
(40 years in the making)
Writing tips. Thoughts on writing. My own poetry, short stories, non fiction. My experiences of writing my first novel.
Freelance Writer: Fiction & Copywriting
Keep writing...Keep writing...
Earn your lines, then own them
Tales of whimsy, humor and courgettes
A story begins one word at a time
Book reviews, speculative fiction, and wild miscellany.
speculative fiction writer, overly fond of commas