A modern dynasty – Friday Fictioneers
To twinkling candle-light and sound of waves. A breeze that gently touched their naked skin. They had been young, they had been free. When love was all that mattered, and […]
To twinkling candle-light and sound of waves. A breeze that gently touched their naked skin. They had been young, they had been free. When love was all that mattered, and […]
The tension in the room became palpable as the lights were dimmed and the guitarists started to pluck their guitars. Even before Amália started to sing, tears rolled down Maria’s […]
Its gossamer tentacles slowly, almost tenderly, sank toward the fascinated crowd, captivating with hypnotic eyes. In a siren’s voice it lulled them for a final kill. They always said its […]
Before she was taken, mother always whispered about another world where you could sit and watch daylight slowly waning. But she left – those that cannot deliver their quota disappear […]
Warm sand meets my bare feet and tells of losses, of sorrows but now also hope. The sea might have taken all away, but writhen canopies murmur soft songs of […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis