A Spring Enchantment

Fera had been looking forward to the Spring Fair since the end of the Winter Market.  Beneath clear blue skies, the sun shone bright and strong, making it feel unseasonably warm for this time of year, but who was going to complain that the weather was better than it should have been?

As Fera moved in and around the crowd, she couldn’t help but smile; she was mesmerised by the noise and bustle of activity wherever she looked.  Then, above the calls of traders and the chattering of gossips, she heard it, soft and distant at first, but as she pushed her way through the throng, it became louder and louder until suddenly she found herself at the front of semi circle of people.  Before her a man a few years older than herself was strumming on a harp.

It was as if the world had stopped.  There was nothing except the music, nothing except the musician’s fingers strumming the harp strings.  Time faded away, lost all importance.

Was this magic? she wondered, before the very thought disappeared, chased away by the enchanting melody.

When the music finally stopped, she realised she was the only one still there with the musician.  The market traders had packed away and gone, the crowd too, though they would no doubt return for the evening entertain.  But just as that thought crossed her mind, she noticed that it was dark, day having given way to night many hours before.

Naturally, the young woman began to feel self-conscious.  Why should she remain when others had not?  Instead, all she could ask was, ‘Why did you stop playing?’

The musician smiled.  ‘Because the spell is at an end.  The charm is cast.  There is no more music left to play.’


 

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A Half-Memory of Somewhere

 

The rain came down in sheets, but that didn’t stop me from walking out of the door with no coat on, my feet bare.  It only took a few seconds before I was drenched.  And yet I didn’t care.  I couldn’t feel a thing.

There I stood, in the middle of the lawn, in the dark, in the rain, looking up at the night sky.  If anyone was to see me they would think me mad, though I was pretty certain I wasn’t.

As the rain lashed my face and plastered my hair to my scalp, I remembered a time before.  I’m not exactly sure when, but before now.  Before this.  Before everything I knew with certainty.  When things were less distinct and more blurred.  Imprecise and ill-defined.  You understand me?

I had a strange memory – a half-memory – of the darkness and of the rain and this overwhelming sense of peace.  That, coupled with the knowledge that I knew of a place beyond the clouds, near the stars.  A place I had been.  Out there.

So what do you make of that?

Maybe I was mad, but that wouldn’t stop me from searching for it.  Just in case…

One Turn of The Wheel

I have some really exciting news that I want to share with you all today.  My first little book, One Turn of The Wheel, has just been published by Three Drops Press.

Isn’t the cover beautiful…

Winter, Spring, Summer, and Autumn – so the wheel turns. 
As they journey through the seasons, readers of all ages are invited to meet nature deities, a bewildered changeling, loving families who stick together, so-called friends who cannot be trusted, goblins, wizards, vengeful witches, helpful witches, and many others besides. Right at home in the long folk and fairy tale tradition, these are stories for enjoying year after year, and in all weathers.

You can learn more about One Turn of The Wheel, by following this link to the publisher’s website, where you can also read one of the stories from the collection, The Goblin Dance.  (If perchance you do, please, please, please let me know what you think!)

I can’t thank Kate from Three Drops Press enough for all her hard work.  This has been such a fun and exciting experience.

I shall have to think how to celebrate – maybe with a book launch right here on the blog?  If you have any ideas, please let me know!

One Turn of The Wheel can be purchased through Lulu.

Vines of the Mind (poem publication)

My poem, Vines of the Mind, has been included in Issue 2 of the zine, Bombinate.  (You can find out more about this zine, by following this link).  The theme for this issue was “vine”, which I thought was an interesting prompt.  However, it was the meaning of the word “bombinate”  that really caught my attention and made me want to submit something.

My contributor copy arrived in the post a few weeks ago.

I Won! (NaNoWriMo 2017)

First well done to all those writers who have already finished this year’s NaNo and good luck to those who are still writing away.

I completed the challenge on 24th November 2017, which is by far and away my best NaNoWriMo effort ever.  But that doesn’t mean that the novel I’m writing is complete.  Nope.  I’m guessing I’m still around 20,000 – 30,000 words off finishing my first draft, but I thought that after writing over 50,000 words in 24 days I had earned a few days away from the computer.

So that break is now over and my next task is to take a look at what I’ve written so far and find out what I still need to say.  I have an idea that most of those remaining words come from the middle of the book, with the rest required to tidy up the end chapters.  At this stage, I’m happy with the opening chapters / Act One.  My aim is to add around another 5,000 – 6,000 words to my NaNo total by the end of November, and then hopefully have the first draft completed by the end of the year.

All-in-all, I’m pleased with what I have written and what I have learned about my writing process.  It seems targeted writing sprints were my best weapon in my writing arsenal, especially on days when time was short.  I’m even finding I am using them for other projects too as a way to boost my productivity and sharpen my concentration.  Also having an good outline kept me focused.

With the 50,000 word target achieved, the pressure’s now off, so I’ll have a bit more time to spend catching up on all the amazing blog posts I’ve missed in my absence, especially responses written for the Weekend Writing Prompt.  I’ve tried my hardest to keep on top of it, but alas, I just couldn’t manage it.

If you participated in NaNoWriMo this year, how have you found it (so far)?

Weekend Writing Prompt #13 – Light

A word and photo prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  Use the prompts separately or together.  It’s 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

Light

Photo Prompt

 

Challenge

Prose Challenge – Write a story in no more than 200 words that focuses on a source of light.  (It can be a metaphorical light source).

Poetry Challenge – Write a poem of no more than 15 lines about “Light and Dark”, that repeats at least two lines of the poem.

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