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
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
Posted on 31st May 2016 by Ali Isaac
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
Posted on 20th May 2016 by Ali Isaac
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
Posted on 14th Apr 2016 by Ali Isaac
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
Posted on 12th Apr 2016 by Ali Isaac
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