There will always be an animal – Fiction for Trifecta
Joseph touched his shaved chin and looked at himself in the mirror. Tonight he was better than ever before, his smile was innocent but had a lure that touched his […]
Joseph touched his shaved chin and looked at himself in the mirror. Tonight he was better than ever before, his smile was innocent but had a lure that touched his […]
The burning in his eyes and thickness of his throat was this the moment when, he would succumb to tears ? — To see her things on sale the dress […]
For many generations her copper gown had signalled hope for immigrants. After days at sea, suffering from bad food, seasickness and scurvy the sight was the start of an American […]
Mark entered the room to empty himself of Emily. It had been three months since the police came. The pink wallpaper reminded him how insistent she had been for the […]
Friday Fictioneers is once again inspiring me to write a sonnet. On the technical side this time I have used Terza Rima rhyme scheme. Friday Fictioneers gather at the end […]
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