Fiction Writing
She held the blanket to her face and breathed in. The fragrance hit her. She pictured him in sunshine, among the flowers of the rose garden they used to visit. She saw his smile and those wide blue eyes. The fragrance wasn't him of course. The smell that had stained the blanket was the medicine, … Continue reading INSULATED
Why had they taken the time and effort to build the tunnel like this? The trees sculpted into a square that created an enclosed walkway leading to the side entrance of the lair. Why not just a line of trees? Why not a concrete tunnel? Perhaps it was for camouflage. From the sky above the … Continue reading GUARD DUTY
'Meet me at our favourite spot,' she wrote two weeks ago. Today was the appointed time. She sat by the river watching the water rushing along, mirroring the tumult in her heart. Here they had first fallen in love, before circumstance and war had torn them apart. She lay on the grass, listening to the … Continue reading UNITED IN LOVE
Private Michael Boyd was not cut out for war. Or for a life in the army for that matter. He was too slight in build, too short in stature and too vibrant in spirit. But when war was announced he signed up, caught up in the fervour of patriotism. He had never met a German … Continue reading ARMY OF SHADOWS
Wind blew through the trees, blowing the snow up from the ground, gusting around Guy's face. He pulled his collar up further. Across the park he watched Madeline, her bright green umbrella luminous against the white background. Their daughter, Francis, gleefully skipped around her. 'She's moved on, married someone else, she's happy. Leave them be.' … Continue reading THE UMBRELLAS OF NEW YORK
