The Second Life of Bethany Sweet

The afterlife has always fascinated me. I don’t believe we only get one shot at getting it right. One life, then judgement and an eternity of suffering or bland repose. It seems too simplistic for the complex vortex of matter and energy our universe is made up of. Nor do I believe we just meet oblivion at… Continue reading The Second Life of Bethany Sweet

A Guest for Midwinter

Uran dug his hand deep under the snow, felt for the crust of a hundred almost-thaws beneath the new, fresh fall.  His fingers discovered a sharp lip where the brittle under-layer had broken off – either cracking of its own accord or during his last assault.  He used the frozen edge as a hand-hold, heaved. … Continue reading A Guest for Midwinter

A Long, Lonely Death

Losing a close friend or relative is possibly the most intense emotional experience someone can undergo, but it doesn’t stop there. When my father passed away in 2009, the emotional pain was so immediate and excrutiating, it became a physical spike in the middle of my chest which stayed there for several weeks.  I spent… Continue reading A Long, Lonely Death

Back in the Day

Hit the wrong key when typing your 300-page manuscript, what do you do?  Why, backspace and retype, duh! We’re so lucky these days to have these fabulous machines that let us not only correct when we make a typo, but autocorrect for us, let us lift whole passages and move them around, cut out vast swathes,… Continue reading Back in the Day

Cruel to be Kind?

On the Writers Anon blog today, I discussed how valuable being part of a supportive writing group can be.  It’s not always possible to join a group, though.  Being one of Taunton’s most popular writing groups, there’s not always space available for newcomers at the Writers Anon meetings.  Though we’ve never actually turned anyone away, it’s… Continue reading Cruel to be Kind?