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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.

Fantasy ~ Kim Blades #writephoto

Posted on August 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The town’s clock is keeping time keeping time in a clear, tinkling rhythmic rhyme. Its chime rings out in delight through the balmy air of summer’s height Continue reading at Kim Blades

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The Listener

Posted on August 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Shadows curl around her like smoke. They are close tonight. She bats their presence away…as if they are flies that distract her from the task in hand. She cannot settle, cannot concentrate. Can’t think for their insistence. She leans back … Continue reading →

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Fenella’s Island ~ Mason Bushell #writephoto

Posted on August 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Fenella had grown into a tomboyish teen beside the ancient highland loch. She’d learned at school beneath the sandstone spire of the village church. Her life one big adventure amid the pastel cottages, rolling green hills, evergreen forests and majestic … Continue reading →

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Threads #midnighthaiku

Posted on August 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Life’s intricate threads Woven tapestry of time A pattern unknown Skeins knotted, tangled or smooth Embroidered on every heart *  

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The Story Reading Ape Meets Guest Author, K. M. Allan…

Posted on August 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from The Story Reading Ape: My name is Kate. I’m a YA writer who also blogs about writing. I’ve always been a reader, which naturally morphed into being a writer. I can’t remember if I made a conscious choice … Continue reading →

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Fantasy ~ Trent P. McDonald #writephoto

Posted on August 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

“How have you been doing during the lockdown?” “Not bad, not bad. It’s a good thing we are all readers!” “Even Chad? I can’t picture a 17-year-old being content to reading all day.” “Oh, yes, he happily stays locked in … Continue reading →

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Calanais: Busy…

Posted on August 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …’Busy’ would, perhaps be a better word? * We do not mind busy stones at all, and this lot look like they are dancing! * However, when the stones are busy with people, things can get a bit disconcerting. … Continue reading →

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Fantasy ~ Honoré Dupuis #writephoto

Posted on August 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

As they prepared to leave and go home – a long way away – they started fantasising… There would be an island, a secret garden, a view over the old church, new colours and space for dreaming and loving. Perhaps … Continue reading →

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Olivia Comes Home ~ James Pyles #writephoto

Posted on August 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Olivia tiredly trudged down the steep, rocky walk toward the village. It had been a disappointing journey for the most part. She hoped this wouldn’t be another town that enforced masks. She always kept one handy, but it frequently smudged … Continue reading →

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Automatic

Posted on August 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The pen moves slowly across the page, as if resisting the words that spill forth in ink. There is a hesitancy, a reluctance, as if the writer herself does not want to see the story that is unfolding. An expression … Continue reading →

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