Five Sentence Fiction :: flight

{image source – used under Creative Commons license via Flickr} The boards flickered, the list of flights changing every couple of minutes, as they stood side by side and watched, waiting for the right numbers to come up. Next to each other, together, but not touching, the memories of the last three days and the ghosts of the last six […]

Five Sentence Fiction :: Blades

{image via Lillie McFerrin} Roused by the smell of coffee, Lauren slowly rolled over in the now empty bed, and decided the promise of coffee was enough temptation to finally abandon sleep. Paul sat out on the deck, his back to her, seemingly lost in thought as he stared out at the landscape that, on first inspection, looked empty, but […]

Five Sentence Fiction :: Home

  He pushed the door open, and dumped his keys on the hall table, his bag hitting the floor next to his feet seconds later. Leaving the lights off, Paul let the gentle glow of dusk easing through the windows guide his way to the lounge room, where he collapsed in his favourite chair, and took a moment to let […]

Visual Dare 23 :: Ornate

Photo source His fingers drifted over the tables, the warm oak surfaces coated in dust, the ghosts of a thousand moments felt and a hundred lives lived heavy in the air. The silence was the most disconcerting thing. Not the furniture, once polished with reverence to a deep shine. Not the specks of dust swirling through the shards of sunlight […]

currently…

feeling a bit better cuddling a sick Boy2 knitting a cowl for me writing some L&P bridging scenes eating far too many lollies avoiding packing away the groceries It’s Friday, the weekend looms with the whispered promise of fun with my favourites. Hurry up Boy2 and get well, we have adventures to chase!

#WIPflash

One eye opened tentatively, and snapped shut. Hangover from hell. After almost a full year at uni, a hangover was a not-unknown occurrence in Gemma’s life, but she struggled to remember one this bad. In fact, she struggled to remember how it actually got this bad. What on earth happened last night? Slowly, little snippets came back. Law students ball. […]

write4ten :: FEAST

The kitchen smelt like Christmas. That was the only word Paul could think of to describe the wall of air that greeted him as he slipped in the side door, hoping to surprise his family. The heat, the turkey and vegetables in the oven, the hot pork under foil, waiting to be carved. Just as they had been doing for […]

one. little. word.

I’ve heard of the concept of One Little Word the last couple of years. Around September, I started thinking about having One Little Word for 2013. I could feel a word tickling the edges of my mind, just out of reach. The outcomes I was hoping for, clearer than the word to describe the path I needed to walk. Then […]

Bells in the Rain :: Visual Dare #16

Two weeks since he’d last called. She jumped every time her phone rang, or beeped. The butterflies in her tummy grew stronger with each Facebook notification. But it was never him. Surely the end couldn’t be that undramatic? No big fight, no harsh words, just drifting. Days that go by, and it becomes harder to call than to just leave […]

above :: visual dare #15

Lauren felt her spirits lift as she looked around the bustling promenade. After wandering the globe and hopping country to country, she’d arrived here, and the promenade lined with cafes and boutiques, looking out over the bay was full of activity and happy people, felt welcoming, and so she rented a small flat, not overlooking the water, but within walking […]