Taking my writing outside of this blog!

I have been asked to be a contributing author to a new online magazine, with a print version set to launch in 2018!

Because of this blog! Way to go ‘Year of Vulnerability’

Excitement. Happy dance………..ANXIETY!

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The Adventure Island – Flash Fiction

She crouched over, allowing her lungs to take in as much air as possible. She was tired but couldn’t stop now. The cut she had sustained on her leg whilst running away added to the lethargy.

 

Smells from the shore gave her hope. She could hear the soft night time waves lapping against the rocks. The moon shone between the entangled trees, getting lighter as she neared the beach.

 

She cursed herself and her quench for an exciting life. Promises of love and laughter soon were lost beyond the sea.

 

“Adele.” Jessie panted “Hurry up, they’re not far behind us! ”

 

She picked up pace to join Jessie in the water, wincing as the salt stung her wound. Jessie took charge of the oars when they settled in the boat.

 

An adventurous, immersive and fun holiday Jessie had described this as. She was still waiting for the latter part.

 

Looking back towards the shore as the other teams began to emerge, she felt a sense of satisfaction.

 

Okay winning was quite fun!

(172 words)

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As part of my year of vulnerability I am putting myself out there with my writing. Here I am participating in a Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge. The challenge is to write a piece between 100 and 150 words (+- 25 words) inspired by the photo featured above.
Word Count: 172
Picture Credit: The Storyteller's abode by Louise
Emma x
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The Enchanted Garden – Flash Fiction

Meet me at eight, in the garden that does bring,
stories from childhood and memories of Spring

Charlotte read the note again – even though she had instantly known the location.

It was a special place she shared with her Grandmother. How could it be the same – with her gone?

Folding the papyrus paper, she descended the grassy staircase.

She thought of: the teddy bears picnic, looking for fairies, counting stars. All now a distant dream.

Charlotte stood in shock as she entered the clearing. Fairly lights lead the way to the patchwork blanket she'd helped her Grandmother make one year. Her eldest teddy bear placed on it, next to a feast of her favourite picnic food and…………Ben.

On one knee!

He said "I want you to fall in love with this place again.

With you dear Charlotte I feel like a King
So I told your father, you make my heart sing
With that he gave me his sincere blessing
To ask for your hand with your Grandmother’s ring”

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I am participating in my first Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is to write a piece between 100 and 150 words (+- 25 words) inspired by the photo featured above.

Word Count: 175
Picture Credit: J.S. Brand

Read the other fantastic entries here