I loved writing The Paradise Cookery School Sunshine and Secrets. Set on the tropical island of St Lucia, it meant I got to spend every day immersed in the sights, sounds and smells of the Caribbean a veritable feast for the senses. I Tanked When Producing My Memoir into an Audiobook. When Fiction is Perceived as Fact.

2 am and Where is Your Daughter. Clarissa stood before the 6-foot-tall mountain of glass bottles overflowing their cinderblock compartment at the recycling center. It was past two am Charles had brought her here.

Welcome to Friday Flash Fiction. IWelcome to Friday Flash Fiction, the site for writers who can cram an entire story into 100 words.

Travel, photography, city, life, street, Europe, beautiful, nature. I could be all Wikipedia here and talk about the history but you can google it yourself. A gorgeous view of mountain over Omiš and river Cetina going to the sea. Beautiful view to people who actually live here. Sunset on the flower, Croatia.

Tell me a Christmas bedtime story. Our local writing contest is approaching its deadline.

Feed, I saw a flash sale advertised on the Natural Collection Cosmetics. Instagram Page, and I had to share it with you all. All of their products are temporarily available for 1 each. By entering the code NCCONLY1.

The site name comes from the subject material in my writing. The first one is Echo, a science fiction dystopia. For updates about progress on.

If the TBR editorial shelf has left the Lizzie Bennet Diaries unmentioned, the folly must be undone. Many authors who found fiction in philosophy would offer arguments of contestation at the statement. The way these two forms are inter linked surprises me sometimes. TBR this August is an exclusive poetry issue.

The current life and times of an English teacher living in Hanoi. So, as I write, around this time, a year ago, I answered that phone call from my Mum. I immediately asked what was wrong and after a brief pause she just came right out and said it. She had a stroke and it would have been fairly instantaneous with little or no pain, she reassured me. My Mum Bette and Auntie Joyce in New York. Ask any expat in V.

Reflections on writing, books, and a love of language. I am an unapologetic book-carrier, meaning that I almost invariably have a book with me wherever I go. We are a dying breed, unfortunately. When you walk into a coffee shop, restaurant, even a movie theater, I am the one reading a book while I wait whereas most folks are perusing the feeds on their smartphones. The book I have been carrying recently is. Is not the only book that.