Into the Woods (6)

Olly was hurried into the small, cramped hiding place that was supposedly a basement of Glor's small slum house. However, it felt more like a small, dank cupboard. To her left was her Grams, to her right was Grandda, and creepily enough, to her back and front, were simply what felt like slimy walls, sleek... Continue Reading →

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Pleasant surprise: some joys of being a writer

We are all writers aren't we, here in this blogosphere? How many Of you have found yourself lost in your own works? It doesn't happen very often to us does it? I mean, since we already know the whole story and the whodunnits, self-reading of our works in merely for technical purposes. To make sure... Continue Reading →

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