Fiction Writing
Their own quiet spot: the water brown from the muddy bed; the beach a mixture of sand and silt; the tree that grew out horizontally from the water's edge before curving up towards the heavens. It was here they had first stolen away together, away from the group of friends hanging around the park in … Continue reading THEIR TRANQUIL PLACE
Well, it didn't look much - a cuddly toy, a small chocolate each, a few sweets. It would have to do. He hoped they would understand. He collected them all and put them in the Santa sack. He left the newspaper lying open on the bed. His own face stared up at him from the … Continue reading TABLOID INTRUSION
After Dad had passed away, it fell to Dave to empty out the family home. In the garden shed, Dave looked at the collection of oil cans. There was no use for them now and they weren't worth anything. He picked up one and opened the lid. There wasn't oil inside, it was something else. … Continue reading FAMILY REMAINS
She sneaked away from the rest of the group as they splashed around in the water. 'Come on, Alice,' beckoned her friends. It was not often they got the opportunity to enjoy the sunshine by the river. Enthusiasm had got the better of one, then two, and soon all their clothes lay in a pile … Continue reading HIDDEN
She secretly hoped they wouldn't find them. Why else would she have hidden them so deliberately? She put on a brave front, pretending to enjoy the hunt. It'll be fine, they told her. Everyone else was doing it. The stash of pills was duly discovered. Her addictive personality was defenceless. Written as part of #MicroMondays, … Continue reading SHE SECRETLY HOPED
