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The Friday Fiction featuring Jason Parent

Something Alien Home. The word evoked peace. Its manifestation conjured more. In a rigid landscape, frozen yet alive, home meant salvation. The modest clay walls of her adobe were arms held aloft in the promise of a welcoming… Read More

The Friday Fiction featuring Jay Howard

  A Nice Cup of Tea Laura parks in front of the sprawling farmhouse and walks back across the yard to close the five-bar gate. The metal spring catch is warm in her hand, the air suffused with… Read More

STUCK!

So here I am at the beginning of Chapter 55; Fionn mac Cumhall is almost about to make his long-awaited entrance to the story, and I’m STUCK! It should be easy; I am about to retell the tale… Read More