The Festival. Night two. How not to die.

Now we return to the tale at hand, and one of my favourite things, exploring the complexity of a relationship between two characters and how their individual personalities cause them to interact… Oops! I forgot to link to the start of the story if you are just joining us! You’ll find it here! The Festival….

The Festival. Night two. The rain came down.

Predators in the dark, rain, mud, lost iPhones and a stolen kiss. It’s all going down today! ^_~ (If you are just catching up, awesome! You might like to start here…!) The Festival. Night two. When the rain came down. JR Manawa. Rain exploded from the sky with baleful vengeance, and for Charis there was nowhere…

The Festival. Day two. The fire in the field.

This one took a while because I wasn’t happy with it. Sometimes a piece of work can take a lot of editing, and even then you still can’t be sure you are happy with it. Actually, on second thought, isn’t all writing like that, a constant work in progress? The Festival. Day two. The fire…

The Festival. Day two. Of babywipes and breakfast.

Beautiful people, I know this is way overdue. I think I grossly overestimated my available creative mind-space in the idea to start a new serial the week before starting a new job! When I sat down to write this weekend after a full day of visitng Wimbledon (check out my instagram feed ^_-) on Saturday and…

The Festival. Day one.

For all you beautiful people who have vigilantly queried when the fresh work is coming, I cannot bear to leave you disappointed for long! I confess English summer has made an earth-shattering entry to my life this year, with two festivals, a new job, yoga, two new babies to take care of (of the eight-legged…