Category Archives: gothic

rocking chair

Sometimes, when no one is there, it starts. The creak of wood on wood could be mistaken for a draft or the wind through the panes, but the windows are on the other side of the room and besides, it’s … Continue reading

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This one was tough!  This morning I thought, ‘Right, fiction today.’ And fiction, pure fiction, is an untravelled country for me. So I wrote a little longer than usual – more like 15-20 minutes – and edited a bit more … Continue reading

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