Month: May 2017

New York, My City

Follow my blog with Bloglovin New York, My city The roads were still wet from the rain that had only just stopped a little while ago. People had no idea that they, yet again, had come close to finding out that there was a war going on. There were so many wars going on, it

A bachelor no more

A bachelor no more What had she done now? He had been away for a couple of nights on urgent business. Now he had returned and almost didn’t recognise his own home?  Ever since he had found her weeks ago in the woods, half naked and half dead, with nasty claw marks on her back.

The Immortal

The Immortal Early one morning, sunrise was about an hour away. Marius was writing in his diary again, as he had done for so many years. Looking around the room there were shelves upon shelves. All filled with hundreds of Notebooks, journals, notepads and diaries of variable shapes, sizes and colours. That was the trouble

10 for 10 Blog Tag – Silly Mummy style –

Ok I’m back with another instalment of the 10 for 10 blogger Tag. This time I asked my wife who would be on her exemptions list and who she would want to invite to dinner! The rules 1 – Thank the person who tagged you and link back to their post. 2 – Copy and

The girl who lived

The girl who lived 4 words had been on her mind for what felt like forever, ‘The girl who lived’. As much as she wanted to, these words would not fade from her memory. Dóchas was the old Irish word for Hope. What did that even mean, Hope, she had lost any sense of that
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