Oathbreaker

If you have a moment, please have a read of my latest novel.  It’s currently available to read for free via Wattpad…Click the book cover below for the link…Thank you so much for your support ♥

~ Oathbreaker is now available to read in full on Wattpad ~

Longlisted for The Wattys 2018 – 31 August 2018
* * * Shortlisted for The Wattys 2018 – 14 September 2018 * * *

Summary

Eleri, priestess of the Green Lady, has waited for so long to marry her tribe’s champion, Celyn. Finally, the date is set for Midsummer’s Eve, when the tribes have gathered in the valley to celebrate the longest day at the stone circle perched up on the hill. But nothing is as it seems…

A glimpse of a bird circling over the stones foretells of doom…and maybe even death.

An oath is made. An oath is broken. And Eleri’s life changes forever…

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Oathbreaker is a story inspired by ancient history, mythology, and the landscape. Set in the Iron Age, where there is no distinction between history and mythology, and where magic is as real as the ground beneath your feet, Oathbreaker charts the journey of Eleri, Priestess of the Green Lady, and the unusual quest she finds herself forced to make…

If you enjoy historical fiction, myths and legends, fantasy, adventure and romance, you might enjoy this too…

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Weekend Writing Prompt #127 – Replace

I’m posting this a little early this week as I will be away from the computer tomorrow…please expect delays in approving links and pingbacks. Thanks for your patience. Happy reading and writing everyone! 🙂


A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt

Replace

Challenge

The challenge is simple: each week you will be given an exact number of words you can use to write a poem or piece of prose.  You can use any format or style you like; go wherever your inspiration takes you.  The only rules are these:

  • your poem / prose must contain this week’s word.  The word does not have to count towards the exact word count total – it can be in the title, or the first letters of the lines of a poem can spell it out – you can be as creative as you want as long as it’s there somewhere.
  • the length of your poem / prose must match the number of words stated in this week’s challenge.  No more.  No less.

Can’t wait to read what you have come up with!


* Whispers and Echoes – an online journal of short writing – is always open to submissions *
~ Special Call: autumn-themed poetry and flash fiction – we’ve still a handful of spots left.  Deadline extended to 15th October 2019 ~
Check out the guidelines here

Weekend Writing Prompt Year 1 Anthology: Outcast and Other Words – Read for free here

An Independent Melody

My poem, An Independent Melody, is up at Peeking Cat Poetry.  It will also be included in an upcoming print issue of the magazine too!  My thanks to the editor, Sam Rose, for selecting my poem.

If you would like to have a read of it, you can find it here.

At The Heart Of It All (Lyr #48)

This is Part 48 of an on-going serial I’m writing called, “Lyr the Enchanter”. To read the story from the beginning, you can find the story index, here.


 

It was like water. I felt it flowing, and I was moving with the current – at least, when I got used to the magic. At first, I was unsure and fought against it, but The Hag was there with her words of encouragement.

‘Be calm, Lyr,’ I heard her whisper. ‘It’s the same magic you have inside of you. The same magic you use for dream-weaving, only stronger. Don’t fight it. It can’t hurt you.’

And that’s when everything changed. I could see the magic, like the surface of a river. It ebbed and flowed, and small waves rippled across it. Indistinct shapes, hundreds, no, thousands flittered over it, before being lost to the stream. This was the magic of the dream-weavers, and these, I guessed, must have been the dreams they were enchanting, or maybe had enchanted, or perhaps might enchant in the future…


Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #48 | Word count: 145

The Forest of Hafan*

 

It was a special place, a secret place, reserved for those from whom the world had taken so much.

Within its leafy borders, one could take the time to rest, to heal.


Written for Weekend Writing Prompt #126 – Haven | Word Count: 32

  • A little explanation:  Those eagled-eyed amongst you will notice a distinct lack of this weekend’s word in the above piece, at least in English.  The Welsh word for “haven” is “hafan”.  The Forest of Hafan is a sanctuary of healing in one of my WIPs, and it was to this my muse directed me this morning 🙂

Weekend Writing Prompt #126 – Haven

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Word Prompt

Haven

Challenge

 

The challenge is simple: each week you will be given an exact number of words you can use to write a poem or piece of prose.  You can use any format or style you like; go wherever your inspiration takes you.  The only rules are these:

  • your poem / prose must contain this week’s word.  The word does not have to count towards the exact word count total – it can be in the title, or the first letters of the lines of a poem can spell it out – you can be as creative as you want as long as it’s there somewhere.
  • the length of your poem / prose must match the number of words stated in this week’s challenge.  No more.  No less.

Can’t wait to read what you have come up with!


* Whispers and Echoes – an online journal of short writing – is always open to submissions *
~ Special Call: autumn-themed poetry and flash fiction – we’ve still a handful of spots left.  Deadline extended to 15th October 2019 ~
Check out the guidelines here

Weekend Writing Prompt Year 1 Anthology: Outcast and Other Words – Read for free here

The Enchanter’s Stone (Lyr #47)

This is Part 47 of an on-going serial I’m writing called, “Lyr the Enchanter”. To read the story from the beginning, you can find the story index, here.


How many enchanters had been in the presence of this most hallowed, most mythical of objects? I had no idea, but I would guess not many. Like The Hag herself, The Enchanter’s Stone was found in all the stories that recounted the earliest exploits of the dream-weavers. Until this moment, I didn’t believe it really existed.

The standing stone towered into the air and was at least as twice as wide as I was. Light, in a thousand colours, sparkled across the surface, each one denoting a tiny crystal inclusion in the rock.

‘The Enchanter’s Stone is an energy stone, Lyr. It is not the only one, but it is the most impressive and most powerful.’ The Hag proceeded to instruct me in how to work with it.

I sat down facing the stone, legs crossed, knees touching the stone’s surface. And then I waited for the magic to happen…


Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #47 | Word count: 150 – So, we’re all caught up with the prompts – woohoo!  The next update will be towards the end of next week, once the next prompt has been released…

A Walk In The Woods (Lyr #46)

This is Part 46 of an on-going serial I’m writing called, “Lyr the Enchanter”. To read the story from the beginning, you can find the story index, here.


‘Come. Walk with me Lyr. We should use this time wisely.’

I had fallen asleep by the water, the gentle sound of the river lapping the bank lulling me to sleep. I woke feeling restored.

We turned away from the channel, towards a forest of mighty trees that reached high into the air. There was no path to speak of, the ground being completely covered by fallen leaves in colours of rust and the darkest gold.

‘Why am I still here? Why did I not wake back in my world?’

‘You’ll return only when you’re ready,’ she answered cryptically. ‘Until then, you’ll remain here. For now, there is something I wish to show you. Something that might help you.’

We climbed a hill. When we reached the top, I was out of breath and not only because of the climb…The Hag had brought me to see the Enchanter’s Stone.


Written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #46 | Word count: 149 – I’m so enjoying the direction this story has taken.  Many thanks to Crispina over at Crimson Prose for the wonderful photo prompts 🙂  One more part and I will have caught up.  Part 47 coming tomorrow…