Letting Life Lead
“Price? Your tongue. Much I could do with it.” He licked his lips.
“Rupahu, Deceiver! Interfere and your claim is forfeit. You will return it — unsullied,” Ariel demanded.
“That’s me. Done! Now, clever one, that pretty tongue. Pity — you didn’t bargain for painless.”
(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
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Earn your lines, then own them
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A story begins one word at a time
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speculative fiction writer, overly fond of commas