Last week I talked about finding inspiration through music. This week I am moving on to images. This is Jake: In actual fact, I have no idea who this person is. However, when I started writing my novel, I brought my characters to life by giving them a full background...
Welcome to Friday Fiction. Today guest author Pamela Thibodeaux provides an extract from her book, Choices. Please use the frog link below if you would like to join in and add your own story to share. Camie's heart throbbed with excitement as she waited to be escorted...
I am stuck in my room because I have been grounded – all day. It’s so not fair because I was supposed to go London Zoo with Annabel (who is my BFF by the way), but mum said after what I did last night that I’d be lucky if I ever left the house again. No way am I...
My Friday Fiction guest this week is author, Chris Hill. He has kindly provided an extract from his book, 'Song of the Sea God'. I remember the moment I died. The end came subdued, like a doctor on call. There was no sensation. Feelings belonged to a different world -...
‘So, I hear you have a date tonight,’ I said, when we were in Gina’s room. ‘I’m guessing this is what the wardrobe emergency thing is all about then.’ Gina slumped down on the bed with a big sigh. She looked miserable. ‘I don’t know why I’m doing this,’ she said. ...
The worker ant leaves his house early in the morning and marches, head down towards the station. At the end of his road, he turns sharp left and joins another worker ant who is heading in the same direction. This second ant does not acknowledge our worker ant because...
This week's Friday Fiction guest author is Pamela S Thibodeaux, with an excerpt from her novel, Cathy's Angel. The link is open as usual if you would like to add your own story (published or unpublished). Just follow the link at the bottom of this post. Alternatively...
Shannon Thompson is back on Friday Fiction again today. She has kindly provided an excerpt from her brand new book, Take me Tomorrow. You read it here first! The link is open as usual if you would like to add your own story (published or unpublished). Just follow the...
The bar is crammed full of people, standing close together in their groups, chatting loudly and animatedly. I push my way through, trying to ignore the feeling of claustrophobia that is starting to descend upon me. Mixed with the smell of sweat and alcohol, my stomach...
This week I warmly welcome author Stacy Juba, with an excerpt of her book Twenty-Five Years Ago Today, from the Characters at Crossroads series. The link is open as usual if you would like to add your own story (published or unpublished). Just follow the link at the...
This week I warmly welcome author Eleanor Prescott, who has kindly provided an extract of her second book, Could it be I'm Falling in Love? The link is open as usual if you would like to add your own story (published or unpublished). Just follow the link at the bottom...
This week I warmly welcome author Tina Gayle, who has kindly provided an extract of her latest book, Fallen Leaves. The link is open as usual, for you to add your own story. Alternatively, if you would like to submit an excerpt to appear on this blog post, please...
‘Do you think you can stop messing up the orders now Mr Pretty Boy has gone, eh Soph?’ Lee snapped as I came back to the counter. ‘What are you saying that for,’ I asked, picking up a cloth from the sink and vigorously wiping down the surfaces. My stomach was doing...
‘Hey, Jake my man, how’s it hanging?’ ‘Good thanks, Lee. Can I have a, err coffee, please?’ Lee laughed. ‘This is a coffee shop, Man. You ain’t been to many of these before no? Look at my menu; you’ve got Cappuccino, Latte, Mocha, Americano, Espresso.’ ‘I don’t know,’...
My name is Clio and I am 11 years old. I wish I could say that I am named after an Egyptian Queen, but no, I’m actually named after a car. It’s apparently significant to my mum and dad but I really don’t want to know why. When I was about 8 my mum started acting all...
Dear mum, I just want you to know how much I love you, even if I don’t always show it. I know you try to pretend that everything’s alright when it’s not really. But that’s ok. I like it with just you and me and George. We don’t need dad. I like looking after you,...
‘Hello everyone, come on in and find a mat to sit down on.’ The music teacher welcomed her class to the first session of the morning. A few of the three year olds were buzzing around the room in eager anticipation of what was to come, whilst others clung to their...
I had a weird dream last night. Someone was throwing stones at my window and when I looked out it was Aimee, laughing and putting her finger to her mouth to tell me to be quiet. She was dressed in her school uniform, like she is in her missing persons profile poster....
The little girl dreams of being a princess when she grows up. Just like in her favourite stories, a handsome prince will come, sweep her off her feet and ride off with her into the sunset to live happily ever after. Then she grows up. She realises that the path to...
What does it take to get a bit of peace and quiet around here? The little ones are always running around screaming. Every time I sit down they come and pester me and sometimes I feel as though I’m being pulled in all directions, literally. I try to complain, but it...