Diary of Céline Jeurève, February 17, 2048 They say the unpredictable happens, and so it does. Dear Charles arrived late on Friday, all lovely and loving. Monica was here since the night before - and Charles, to his credit, made no comment about the change in the household arrangements that, obviously, he could not not … Continue reading The Edge ~ Cheeky you…
Diary of Céline Jeurève, February 12, 2048 Charles: how I miss him this maverick husband of mine, he who sends me those erotic little messages that never fail to affect me (in a sweet way)! He has to be away when I am getting more and more anxious - is this how I feel? - … Continue reading The Edge ~ Céline, de cinq à sept
Prologue I know the three of them well, as I crossed their lives at different times, before we met again, that February, in London. How I came to be in possession of those pages is, perhaps, the material for another story. Suffice to say: they trust me, all three, enough to share their most intimate … Continue reading The Edge ~ An evening with friends
Tell me about a beautiful person you know… Thin wrists, smile of a medieval Virgin,Heart broken so many times ~Who knows where the Enemy now lies...In your secret foldIs forever the Truth...
Well, the past month has been interesting, with plenty of events and changes to keep us on our toes. Since I got locked out of my WP account for the best part of the last two weeks I did not share much of it! It was perhaps better that way. From June 21 the weather … Continue reading #Writer’s diary: Thursday musing
Where To Start | The Rush Room. Writers-in-learning please listen! Thank you KD 😉
“You get towards the end of life - no, not life itself, but of something else: the end of the likelihood of change in that life. You are allowed a long moment to pause, time enough to ask the question: what else have I done wrong?” ~ Julian Barnes, The Sense of an Ending I … Continue reading #amreading: The Sense of an Ending, by Julian Barnes
The freezing fog lifted an hour ago, as the skies got all at once brighter, surrounding the snow with sharp reflections. The garden is again in colour, emerging from the black and white dyes of the last few days. Small birds have reappeared, magpies perch melancholically on tree tops and high flying gulls cross over … Continue reading #Geometries: Thaw
Today’s is a bright, frosty morning, perfect for writing. Sol, already near its zenith, is about to turn around the corner of the house, and for a couple hours the garden and my desk will be lit by the subdued colours of a clear winter sky. Small patches of frost-free grass appear along the hedge... … Continue reading #Diary of a #Writer – December 11
I am really excited by Gillian’s announcement - so much so that I re-blogged her post! On my one attempt at the genre I sought and receive some comments from that most creative of bloggers… Which decided me to rewrite it, perhaps as a teaser before a submission, he says, pondering. For now, a lady friend, … Continue reading #BlogMeMaybe: May 21 – May I tell you something about writing?