Letting Life Lead
Fly west comrades.
Follow horizon’s light away from the inferno’s red eye and choking clouds. Forget the fallen; let go; hold on. One step, two, a league — each stride ever more leaden.
Let sorrow drip as on a tapered candle.
(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