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August 1, 2021

Weekly Scribbling

Here is a very short scene from nothing in particular.
Let's call it Thieves Row.

Esme put down the jeweler’s loupe and pursed her lips. “St. Barnabas’s watch?” she scoffed, turning her eyes to the well-dressed man across the counter. “D’you really expect me to fall for that? I dinna just fall of the barge, ya know, Seamus.”

“I know. That’s why I came to you, Ess,” he said, the intensity in his dark eyes making her feel flushed.

“Because we both know this ain’t it?” She gestured at him with the silver timepiece clutched in her hand, its slight ticking like a faint pulse against her skin.

“Heavens no!” he replied in a slightly offended tone. “I came here because, more than anyone on the Row, you would know the truth.”

She stared at him for a long heartbeat. Was he kidding her? Or was he really going to use what happened that night against her now?

“Your reputation is above reproach,” he continued smoothly, “or so I hear.”

She wanted to slap him.

“Shame on you,” she spat in a low voice, darting a worried glance around the small, cluttered shop. Thank the Saints they were alone. “I worked hard for the General’s trust,” she hissed, “and I’m not going to ruin it for anyone, even if he is ... was …”

She stopped herself before she said something that revealed too much, but the pleased curl of his lips told her he knew what she would have said. Her cheeks burned at that. Perhaps it wasn’t so good they were alone.

“Why are you really here?” she pressed.

“An honest evaluation. Nothing more,” he purred, putting his gloved hand over hers where it lay on the counter. The ache she felt at his touch only made her angrier.

“I’ve already given it,” she whispered harshly.

“Have you now?” he challenged. “Are you sure?” He stared into her eyes as if she should know what he meant.

It was a test, she realized. He was testing her. But why?

Her eyes flicked to the blue handprint on his epaulet–the Badger Boss’s mark. She shivered. Neither the Boss nor the General were men to be crossed and she wanted nothing to do with whatever trouble Seamus had brought to her doorstep.

But here he was with that look on his face. She knew that look. She thought she knew him. But after all they’d been through, was Seamus really about to throw her to the wolves?
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Published on August 01, 2021 07:19

February 25, 2021

#FlashFiction – “Could happen to anyone…”

I had the pleasure of being the judge on Siobhan Muir’s #ThursdayThreads today. And it always makes me nostalgic. I wrote a lot of flash fiction a few years ago. Lately can’t see to find the time. But, whenever she […]
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Published on February 25, 2021 21:17

December 5, 2020

Snippet Sunday: “You’re damn lucky…” – excerpt from Quest of the Dreamwalker

Interested in what Ive been writing. Each Sunday I will be sharing tidbits from stories Ive written and ones Im working on. So check back here on my blog. You never know what Ill post next. Well friends, Im feeling []
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Published on December 05, 2020 09:28

November 22, 2020

#SnippetSunday – We don’t have time for this… #freeread #fantasy #romance

Hello there! Well Thanksgiving is almost upon us. I have not been very active since apparently there was some major hacking going on here on my site. Nothing that exposed anyone’s data, since I don’t collect any here, but still […]
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Published on November 22, 2020 08:06

October 22, 2020

Life Refurb©

The human mind is like a house, full of doors leading to hallways leading to rooms. And just like spring-cleaning keeps a home in good condition; the same is true for our minds. That’s what we do: We clean minds. … Continue reading →
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Published on October 22, 2020 18:34

October 18, 2020

#SnippetSunday I’m not your problem… #freeread #fantasy #romance

Hello there! Every week feels more and more like autumn. Pumpkin spice is back. Evenings we spend watching Halloween movies. Yellow, orange and red leaves are gathering on the lawn. Frost dusts the grass in the early mornings. Definitely my … Continue reading →
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Published on October 18, 2020 06:50

October 3, 2020

#SnippetSunday I have a job for someone…. #freeread #fantasy

Welcome to October! Time for pumpkin spice, black cats and witches. It’s also time for classic spooky stories. Which are your favorite movies? IT. The Shining. Nightmare On Elm Street, or maybe more along the lines of Hocus Pocus? And … Continue reading →
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Published on October 03, 2020 19:29

September 27, 2020

He would have been a challenge…#SnippetSunday #Sundayblog #freeread #fantasy

If only pumpkin spice could solve pandemics, we’d be golden right now. But at least the weather pleasant, temps are cooler, the morning starts later, coffee is still just as tasty. And your TBR pile might be getting smaller. Or … Continue reading →
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Published on September 27, 2020 06:31

September 20, 2020

You’ll end up regretting it… #SnippetSunday #Sundayblog #freeread #fantasy

The days are getting shorter! It’s dark when I wake for my day job now. Of course, they will change the clocks on me again soon but I suppose that’s okay. The days are getting shorter for Cara too. But … Continue reading →
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Published on September 20, 2020 06:34

September 13, 2020

Not a warm, fuzzy kind of father… #SnippetSunday #Sundayblog #freeread #fantasy

It seems that autumn is finally at the door, although I know one can never be totally sure. Weather is chaos after all. Still this is my favorite time of year! (And, no, it’s not because I’m fond of pumpkin … Continue reading →
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Published on September 13, 2020 06:46