Fiction Writing
She wanted to be faithful. But she couldn't ignore the feelings rising inside her. Her senses heightening. That familiar yearning. She felt the moistness on her lips, her tongue gently lingering around her mouth. The anticipation of that new rush of excitement, the new smell, the sweet new taste, the forbidden textures. He had forgiven … Continue reading FLAMES OF DESIRE
Archie dug his toes into the sand, relaxing in his reclining chair. From the tepee he heard Agnes clattering about. She stumbled out. 'You said you wanted a holiday with plenty of sun and sand.' He didn't open his eyes as she slumped into the chair next to him. 'Don't feign innocence. You knew what … Continue reading DESERT GLAMPING
Archie sat atop the bogie kart. The road stretched out in front of him. And below him. A long way below him. 'Are you sure about this, Archie?' his best friend and fellow kart-builder Bill asked. Archie saw the look of genuine concern in his classmate's face. He pulled the racing goggles over his eyes … Continue reading ONWARD
Agnes loves Christmas. As soon as they finish forking out a small mountain of sweets to the trick-or-treaters at Halloween, Agnes starts her Christmas build-up. It starts small. A few 'extra' items in the supermarket shop: a decoration here; a little snack food there. Then wrapping paper, cards, presents. Before November is out, Archie is … Continue reading FIRST SNOW
'He's very proud of it,' Agnes looked out the kitchen window, sipping from her G & T. Her friend, Winnie, peered out alongside her. There were a series of bumps and bangs from the skewed wooden shed, before Archie emerged from the door. 'At least it's kept him occupied for the summer.' Winnie commented. 'It's … Continue reading VIEW ASKEW
