Shape #midnighthaiku

Posted on February 11, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Sun through a window

Shadows cast ghosts of the past

Shaping the present

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It’s a lousy, rotten view, but someone’s got to look at it, while it lasts… Ian Hutson

Posted on February 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Ian Hutson:

It may not be the now entirely foreign country of Hackney, but it is a little bit Chilly (sic).

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Choice ~ Kim Blades #writephoto

Posted on February 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The river is grey,

the water sluggish and tired,

skeletal trees stand in the shallows

choosing not to cross the stepping-stone boulders

lined with moss

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‘The Magisters’ by Jack Eason; interview and review… from Jane Sturgeon

Posted on February 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Jane Sturgeon:

Jack Eason’s blog “Have We Had Help?” is an eclectic mix of his magical writing, book excerpts; thoughts and observations of the world around him. He doesn’t suffer fools gladly and is unafraid to stand by his beliefs. It is a refreshing space to stop for a visit, and I am grateful to have connected with him in our Global Village.

Jack lived in New Zealand for forty-two years until 2000 when he returned to his birthplace in England. As far as he is concerned, he will always consider himself to be a Kiwi. After military service in the 1960’s, he travelled the world, visiting exotic lands and making many friends. Now in his late sixties, he is content to write and travel via the Internet. Besides writing novels and short stories, he contributes to his own blog “Have We Had Help?”

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Choice ~ Michele Jones #writephoto

Posted on February 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Castle Cahercasey did provide Emme and her guard the protection she needed, but the price was high. Her guard always surrounded her, and she never went outside. Never. She stared out the window every day. She could see the calm stream running close to the window outside her classroom. Her room view wasn’t nearly as good. All she could see were rocks and dead trees.

They continued her lessons, but she hadn’t mastered anything difficult. Sure she was able to do the simple things. The easy incantations. But she needed to learn more protective spells. What happened if she was attacked again? She hated not knowing.

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Choice ~ Trent P. McDonald #writephoto

Posted on February 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Jegd stared at the pool without seeing it. The sound of water, always present, did not enter his consciousness.

It was an impossible choice.

He could go against all that was good and join their leader, Krewn, on his mission. He could refuse and loose rank, possessions, friends and possibly more, but keep his dignity. A third choice was no less palatable – he could leave his village and strike out for unknown country, a coward turning tail and fleeing.

“The water in the pool is calm, but look at the falls that helped to build it.”

Jegd jumped. He hadn’t heard the old man approach.

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The small dog steps in…

Posted on February 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

She’s somewhat tied up and she’s making me dizzy,
All dashing around like she is, being busy,
The storm got the fences and pulled off the roof
Of the shed, which is anything but waterproof.

With its windows blown in and its roof ripped and tangled
And everything looking a little bit mangled,
She’s wielding a hammer and searching for nails,
So I figure the safest bet here is turn tail…

It’s not that I don’t want to help her at all,
It’s just that she wobbles, is likely to fall…
I do not mind helping, the small dog is hands-on…
Just don’t want to be the soft thing that she lands on.

I thought I’d best help her by staying low-profile
And keeping right out of her way for a good while
I’ll offer a literary service instead…
And proofread a manuscript, safe in my bed.

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A Legend In His Own Lunchbox ~ Geoff Le Pard #writephoto

Posted on February 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The Rt Hon Gabriel Forstaller-Plumb wrinkled his nose while his intern gripped the too small wellington boot and heaved. Gabby squealed as he nearly tumbled over. ‘For Chrissake Carlton, be careful.’

The underling quailed and tried to tug with more control. Eventually the reluctant rubber gave up the struggle and the dyspeptic Member for West Wittering’s left foot popped into place. ‘Right.’ Gabby rubbed soft manicured fingers and looked at the assembled group. ‘Shall we finish this?’

Continue reading at  TanGental

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Cup #midnighthaiku

Posted on February 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

A chalice of stone

Capturing the dawn-lit sky

I drink in beauty

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Sam interviews April Munday

Posted on February 9, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Loving the Fifty Something:

I am inviting and featuring ‘Mid-lifers’ who are enjoying life over 50 and who are happy to shout out about great health, fitness, lifestyles, work or their achievements etc, but more importantly who are embracing this time of their lives with pride and open arms.

This month I’m happy to introduce April Munday as my next guest on the ‘Amazing Over 50’s’ series. April is an author of historical romance novels and also writes a fascinating blog called  A Writer’s Perspective, where she shares her love of history.

Welcome April, to Loving the fifty something and to the Amazing over 50’s series.

I’ll hand you straight over to April to tell us what she’s been up to since turning 50.

I’ve been over 50 for the best part of eleven years now, so I’ve almost got the hang of it.  Three years ago, at 57, I retired.  Before that I worked in procurement for more than 30 years. For most of my 50s I was working all hours for a large company. When I wasn’t working, I was commuting or asleep.

TheHeirsTale-WEBTurning 50 was a bit of a non-event and I can’t even remember it now. Looking back, though, I suppose that it was a bit of a turning point. There were things I wanted to do and I thought I’d better do some of them before I got much older. One of them was publishing a novel. I published my first when I was 52. I’ve been telling stories for most of my life and I started writing them down about 50 years ago. It took me a while to find my niche and it turned out to be romances set in the fourteenth century. While I was at work I had to write during my lunchbreak, if I got one, or on trains when I was commuting to London. I’ve now published eleven novels. Eight are set in the fourteenth century and three in the Regency period, because who doesn’t enjoy imagining themselves floating around in an empire dress as the heroine of a Jane Austen novel?

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