Fiction Writing
The ruined building had only one window left intact. On it was a star. 'Your star.' 'What do you mean, Father?' 'The star of David. It belonged to a religion, long ago.' 'A religion?' 'Like a belief, a faith. People gathered to worship their God.' 'People believed Gods were real?' 'Before science had given us … Continue reading AFTER THE FALL
The car swept him through the city. As he looked out he saw the city he had built. The banks, the hotels, the casinos - he owned a piece of all of them. An empire that seemed impregnable. An empire that could no longer protect him. He thought back. That weekend in the country. Meeting … Continue reading THE FALL
The first freeze of the winter brought patches of treacherous ice. Archie watched the school children sliding joyfully along. Behind him, Agnes hummed Christmas songs as she hung baubles on the tree. 'Tis the season to be jolly, tra-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.' Archie imagined what he would do with the large icicle hanging from the tree in … Continue reading FESTIVE CHEER
Sarah felt like an idiot as she was lifted onto the horse. Her face resting on the warm hair of the horses' neck, she felt her feet being pushed into the stirrups. Cautiously, she lifted herself and sat upright in the saddle. The horse twitched and pulled underneath her. 'All yours,' her father beamed at … Continue reading WHY DO WE FALL?
The leaves had turned gold and yellow and still Archie hadn't finished painting the house. 'You lazy good-for-nothing,' Agnes yelled at him as he sat reading the morning paper. 'I will finish the thing myself.' Agnes strode out into the crisp morning air. The grass and leaves on the ground were damp from the morning … Continue reading AUTUMNAL FALL
