Here is a little taster I wanted to offer you in the form of a free ebook. It’s a short story called ‘Lost in My Word’. It’s a story that is not quite as it first seems. The story is based in an English hospital where David Polk is a patient. The story is written in the first person as David Polk, who tells of his recent birthday when he has just turned fifteen and how his life has been put on hold since being admitted into hospital. David’s frustrations grow and his mischievous nature gets the better of him as he tires of the hospital routine.
I am near to publishing my first book and, was suddenly hit by the fact, traditionally it is in good grace to write an acknowledgement, thanking those for their help in writing my book, and to dedicate my book, I have spent months and months agonising over to someone who once said ‘Oh, are you writing a book!’.
Oh well, not one to break from tradition, I thought I would check out a few from other authors. Here are some of my favourites I came up with.
Silly Verse For Kids by Spike Milligan
This book is dedicated to my bank balance.
Ship of Magic by Robb Hobb
To caffeine and sugar, my companions through many a long night of writing.
Heart of Goof by P.G. Wodehouse
To my daughter Leonora without whose never-failing sympathy and encouragement this book would have been finished in half the time.
My Shit Life So Far by Frankie Boyle
To all my enemies,
I will destroy you.
Visions of Cody by Jack Kerouac
Dedicated to America, whatever that is.
Austenland by Shannon Hale
For Colin Firth
You’re a really great guy, but I’m married,
so I think should just be friends
Dark Places by Gillian Flynn
What can I say about a man who knows how I think and still sleeps next to me with the lights off?
I may have to add to this list but if you have any good one I would love to hear them.
A snap piece of flash fiction for you. Sometimes there is no reason but I thought it would be fun to write this piece to provide to you in a few words as possible a story of mixed emotions with a twist to complete.
A romantic novel should have a emotionally satisfying and optimistic ending. My attempt at romance: Are watching Mills and Boon!
I have made it through to Z and I really couldn’t think of anything with a ’Z’ Plantagenet related so would just like to thank everybody who has followed my series this month on one of the most amazing families that has ever ruled England.
I hope I have been able to provide you with a little insight to how this family worked and sparked an interest for you to further investigate. There are many interesting facts that surround the Plantagenet’s unfortunately too many to cover in this month.
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My latest flash fiction This Perfect World tells the story of Rachel who’s perfect world is turned upside down by the premature death of her husband. Rachel’s story show how vulnerable we all are.
In under 500 words love, romance, pain and a twist.
‘Mary, there was something I was going to tell you, but for the life me I can’t remember what it is.’ Mary looks at John, smiles to herself thinking this was what he said last night, and the night before, and will probably repeat again tomorrow. Mary doesn’t mind, in fact she likes John’s absentmindedness. From the day they met she felt it gave him an endearing quality and knew that she was just as forgetful; so it made them the perfect couple.
‘Mary, I remembered it’s something to do with the moon. Keep the moons light in your sight; it will act as our guide to navigate home.’ John pauses for one pensive moment ‘I know there is something else I wanted to tell you about the light. Oh well I’m sure I’ll remember soon’.
‘It’s ok John’, Mary responds and plants a loving kiss on John’s cheek finishing the night yawning the words ‘I’m so tired we have been travelling all day, let’s sleep now; love you much.’ John’s returning smile is filled with a heart full of so much love for Mary, and thoughts of how lucky he is to have found his lifelong companion, his true soul mate. And with that, he hovers by her side momentarily giving her a kiss and settling down for the night.
The cold air intensifies and voluminous clouds fill the night sky dulling the moons glow. There is a loud roar so close that the vibrations jolt Mary and John awake simultaneously. They look quickly at each other, disorientated but realising the impending danger both fly out of their slumber and make a quick exit. In terror and confusion John nudges Mary in front of him as he keeps an eye on the unknown predator attacking from their rear.
‘Keep heading towards the light Mary, remember it is our safest route’, John hollers at Mary who he can now hear in front of him crying with fear ‘go as fast you can go’. Mary increases her speed and is now flying through the woodland and making good ground keeping the light in her eyes focus. And then to John horror, he witnesses Mary’s delicate wings go up in flames as she flies directly into a campfire flame. John opens his wings to break his flight. His eyes immediately fill with tears as he remembers what he had forgotten every night.
‘Mary, don’t confuse the light of the moon with the light of a naked flame of fire’.