aliisaacstoryteller

Still Water #writephoto

I have looked out of this window every day of my life. I have seen every mood of the ocean and shade of the sky conceivable. The tide has washed many trinkets and curios upon the stony strand,… Read More

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 Posted on 31st May 2016 by

 Stories

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The Glade #writephoto

I haven’t taken part in many writing challenges recently. Quite honestly, its all been a bit of a struggle for a while, writing and researching for the blog, keeping up with all your lovely blogs and comments, writing… Read More

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 Posted on 20th May 2016 by

 Friday Fiction, Poetry, Stories

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Faded #writephoto

I never liked roses. They are over-blown and gaudy, just like the woman he ran off with; their scent cloying and sweet, like his shirt after he’d been with her; their thorns sharp and piercing, like the words… Read More

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 Posted on 14th April 2016 by

 Stories

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The Dance Tree #writephoto

After a brief comments conversation with Helen Jones, I wrote my story inspired by Sue Vincent’s prompt and beautiful picture. She danced when the world was young and green, and she was all that was in it. She… Read More

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 Posted on 12th April 2016 by

 Stories

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