Carly is barely noticeable in a crowd. She’s of average height, has average shoulder-length brown hair. Her clothes do not induce anyone to comment on them. Jeans, t-shirt, runners, that kind of thing. Carly’s features are unremarkable as well. Her face is one of those that lead people to say “Have I met you before?” … Continue reading Carly
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Sugar
Sugar tiptoes along the brick path at the side of her house. The light from her phone shining dully to check for any trip hazards. "I hope that idiot dog next door isn’t out doing his business," she thinks. "He should be minding his own business, not doing it, yeah." Sugar almost chuckles at her … Continue reading Sugar
Reading, Writing, Reading Some More
Now that I'm full swing into writing my novel with the Faber Writing Academy, I'm even busier than ever reading. One of my favourite books about writing is Stephen King's On Writing, where he says: “If you want to be a writer, you must do two things above all others: read a lot and write a … Continue reading Reading, Writing, Reading Some More
Boudica, Chapter Three
Five Days Gone I look in the nesting boxes for the twelfth time today. Still only 4 eggs. My heart sinks once again. There should be five eggs from five chickens. Zoe the darkest one, Ruby the flappiest one, Jules, the loudest singer of the egg celebration song, and Sandy the lightest one, both in colour and … Continue reading Boudica, Chapter Three
Happy Endings
My hands glide up his back, across his freckled shoulders and down his flanks to just above his boxers. Repeat a few times, getting in sync with Angelique Kidjo’s haunting version of Malaika. I’ve played this beautiful Tanzanian song so many times I have to stop myself singing along in Swahili. This is why I … Continue reading Happy Endings
That Time I Thought I Might Die at Sea
The Florida morning is warm and the sea is calm. Just like every day since Harry and I arrived at Key West. Walking onto the marina we look at each with excited grins and agree that it’s perfect weather for a sailing trip. I love looking at the boats and can’t help feeling a bit … Continue reading That Time I Thought I Might Die at Sea






