I wrote this piece about 6 months ago, it’s part of a longer work in progress. It’s also a tiny bit sweary, just to warn anyone who might be a bit shocked. The story behind this is that the main character, Jen is part of a group of survivors from a war between humans andContinue reading “Anxiety”
Marta came to the caves by sea, as had been her custom for many years, ever since she’d married a man named Iago who’d taught her how to sail. They’d spent many perfect moments travelling around Mallorca by boat, and even though Iago had passed away some years before, Marta still felt his presence onContinue reading “Recuerdo – flash fiction”
I’ve found the past twelve months pretty tough going. In the post I wrote for World Mental Health Day last year, I talked about my history with anxiety and depression. At the time, I thought I was on a fairly even keel. I didn’t know that in the next year I was going to faceContinue reading “Staying sane”
I wrote this piece of flash fiction at tonight’s Belfast Writers Group meeting. The first sentence was given to me as a writing prompt. I put tulips under the pillows, then I set fire to the house. I was four years old at the time. I guess you could say that setting fire to myContinue reading “The Little Flowers”
After spending the day in Chenonceaux, we drove the short distance to Amboise to have dinner and do some exploring. We ate a delicious meal in a restaurant facing the chateau, then strolled around the old part of town. The sunset was beautiful.