Fiction Writing
The app told him that she had seen the message. He stared at the screen but nothing happened. He could see that she was online. Why wasn't she replying? Now he felt like an idiot. He should never have sent her the message in the first place. What would he say next time he saw … Continue reading YEARNING
I was never a strong swimmer, unlike him, and he was stronger. That's why drowning him never appealed. Plus, I'd get my hair wet and my make-up would run. But he did love the water, always at the pool, showing off his toned body and admiring the girls. So it seems only right that I … Continue reading INTERVENTION
He had reached a crossroads. It was now or never. Should he ask her or not? They had been getting on well. He wasn't great at reading these sort of situations but there was definite chemistry between them. While at work they sought each other out to chat, there was laughter, there was smiling. Come … Continue reading FATEFUL DECISION
Through the gloom she found their spot where the flowers bloomed in the sunshine that sneaked through the gap in the tree canopy above. The ground was damp but she gave it no mind as she lay down in the wild grass. The sun warmed her face and arms, spring was in the air once … Continue reading BRIGHT EYES
His big hands would never be able to string up the intricate spindles, though she welcomed the attention of those capable hands on other occasions. His strong legs could push the treadles faster but he adored the shapely toned thighs and calves constantly pedalling the loom gave her. They each had their field of expertise: … Continue reading FRUIT OF THE LOOM
