Living life, Spirit & Soul

Surprise, no more

I was not much good with surprises… I preferred being prepared for things and surprises didn’t allow for that. I may have changed by now… 🙂 With age, knowledge and experience, few things faze me and certainly not the ‘but I don’t have any make-up on’ or ‘I didn’t get a chance to tidy the… Continue reading Surprise, no more

Flash Fiction, Writing

She was and is

She was beautiful, but she never knew it. She attracted the attention of the boys at school, but she never saw it. She was flattered, praised and propositioned, but she never heard them. The boys made fun of her for the perceived rejection of them. The men who desired her felt utterly lost at their… Continue reading She was and is

Flash Fiction, Writing

At last #TBT

And he never did, even after the many plans that we made; fantasies I now know. The meeting at the bar in the hotel where I would wait with the excitement of young lovers, restrained familiarity. The coming upon each other on our favourite beach, where he, like me, would love to sit and listen… Continue reading At last #TBT

Being alive, Inspire, Pain

Strong enough

This is part of Friday Fiction with RonovanWrites, in which this week we are challenged to write a piece of fiction inspired by a favourite song. I have no idea if poetry qualifies... nonetheless here it is.   And of course, the song is 'Strong Enough' by Cher. Yes, a bit of a throwback from… Continue reading Strong enough

Flash Fiction, Writing

Memento

“Mum, mum, he hurt me, he hurt me!” Sophie runs across the room, hurling herself onto my lap. She curls tight and places her head on my chest, waiting for my soothing words. Peace is shattered. I sigh. The decibels had gone up, steadily and I knew it was a matter of time before Sophie… Continue reading Memento

Flash Fiction, Writing

To live another day

Light flickering…the candle burns to its demise. Like me, it has no choice. I welcome the end though, I wonder if the candle does, if it could think. Never mind, it’s done. What comes next is inevitable like the cliché, night will come after day. But oh what a day I’ve had. I doubt anyone… Continue reading To live another day

Flash Fiction, Writing

As always

Ronovan's Friday Fiction - this should get me writing again. It is a writing prompt challenge and participants are to use at least 2 of the 6 words provided. The words are in bold in the story. ***************************** She licks her lips as the aroma of chocolate wafts through the room, warmed by the heat… Continue reading As always