Encounter with an Angel, a pre-Christmas tale

  I stood waiting at the traffic lights with a few other humans, and I noticed her immediately: her posture, the recognisable signs of strength and gentleness. There are some very beautiful beings in this city, but this was enough for me to keep my eyes on her, as the traffic roared past us. SheContinue reading “Encounter with an Angel, a pre-Christmas tale”

Before the long journey

  From the gate it was a short walk to the ship, under the high protective dome which had been erected on their arrival the year before. The leader could see his crew was excited: they would find back their cubicles, their personal possessions, holograms, books, games, even the small pets they were allowed toContinue reading “Before the long journey”

Is there still such a thing as a good (Vampire) story?

I wrote this post as a quick flash response to #writephoto, and then thought I could build a bit more on the story. But this genre, pace Interview, has been flogged so many times that I have my doubts. Nonetheless the follow-up is here, but one word of warning: some adult content! At this pointContinue reading “Is there still such a thing as a good (Vampire) story?”

Murmur #writephoto

Thursday photo prompt   “They are swarming, soon they will fly away toward those trees…” I said, “And disappear beyond those clouds…” you replied. It was the end of the long day, we would soon pack for the night, fold the tent, get ready for the hunt. Soon we would need to feed, even ifContinue reading “Murmur #writephoto”

Nothing like a five-year old manuscript

  I am working on this “draft” (of drafts) again. It says I last worked on it in 2016, the first words go back to 2011, which I find both curious, and almost desperate. The plot is vague, the characters unbelievable, well, not so deep anyway. Yet I find this important, even vital: retracing theseContinue reading “Nothing like a five-year old manuscript”

Destination #writephoto

Thursday photo prompt   You are now so close: and you know I am waiting. The certainty to find me, at the end of this road, your destination. You know, all that time I have been waiting, since the day, that day, when you left. Many pages I wrote since then. Many books I read.Continue reading “Destination #writephoto”

Open #writephoto

Thursday photo prompt   She had received the invitation just two days before. She knew the place, it had a rather dark reputation. But then, one had to chose: the appeal of the dark side, or the fear of the unknown. This was an old house, surrounded by ancient trees. She was not surprised theContinue reading “Open #writephoto”