Lonely Hearts The faded picture on the wall always intrigued him. He passed it every day, and had to stop for a moment and wonder. Why was the picture tucked away in the corner of the library, why did she look so sad, and who was she? The look on her face mirrored his ownContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 9”
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A Fortnight of Lust
Day #9: Lonely Hearts by Amber Averay They’d done it! They’d really done it. Sierra was so angry she shook, and bitter tears filled her eyes. Why hadn’t they listened to her? Why couldn’t they just leave her be? She hadn’t wanted them to advertise how lonely she was, how pathetic she felt. They wereContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 9
Lonely Hearts By Dominick May The patient lay in a deep slumber as the doctor started the procedure. It wasn’t difficult for him as he had cleared plaque from many patients’ hearts before. You think he would be happy doing such a good job, but his own heart hurt. When the work was done, theContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 9”
The Novel Ones: Thoughts on Writing Podcast
Episode 2: Genre We talk about Genre this week. Come join us! What are your thoughts on some of the things we discussed. https://anchor.fm/thenovelones/episodes/Genre-e1umlj2 What topics would you like to hear us talk about? Leave a comment or send a message!
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 8
Missed Connection A whisper in the air,A breath on the wind,A tingle on your neck, And a moment of care. But in a flash it’s gone,Life takes you on another path,Yet, some memories cling,Even when life wants to move on. What if floats just out of reach,A moment between two people,Shadowed by the passage of time,But,Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 8”
A Fortnight of Lust
Day #8: Wrong Number, by Amber Averay Anne exited the library into a balmy night, the scent of brine on the air mingling with the meaty aromas from the nearby restaurant. It was an odd smell, but one she found comforting, familiar and soothing. She brushed her heavy fringe from her eyes, juggling her handbag,Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 8
Missed Connection By Dominick May Two days ago, I met this woman named Jill. Her eyes were a bright blue, and her hair was red as a fire-hydrant. She was wearing a business suit that did nothing for her fine figure, and her voice was like a drill on stainless steel. Digging deep intoContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 8”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7
It’s Better to By Miranda Osterlund She loved him to much, but it hurt every time she went back to him. How are you supposed to love someone from a distance? Leigh cried into her hands from her bed. *meow* Kitty nudged her, trying her best to comfort her. 11 years she’d been with Luke.Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7”
A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7
It’s Better to Roses are red, Violets are blue, Thorns can prick, But won’t bleed you. She slammed her pencil onto the tabletop, after angrily crossing out the lines, and laid her head in her hands. What a naive fool she’d been. Her heart was bleeding still. She’d put him on a pedestal, believed heContinue reading “A Fortnight of Lust: Day 7”
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