Bloody Foreigners – Flash Fiction

Bloody Foreigner’s

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Image courtesy of Kent Bonham

We had been stuck behind this car for ages, as we traveled on holiday, my dad was getting more and more frustrated

“Bloody foreigners!” he shouted angrily.

“At least if you are going to come over to this country and drive on our road…”

I try to and calm him down.

“They’re not that bad dad, a lot of them come over here and do good things.”

“Like what!”

“Many of those in our medical profession come from abroad.”

“oh.”

He suddenly went quiet, thinking…

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I hoped he was remembering all they had done for mum, before she died..

Want to join in? Friday Fictioner’s hosted by the fabulous Rochelle? Find out more HERE 

I have been trying hard with my grammar this week, I generally have no clue where I am supposed to put these marks. I seemed to have missed 101 in grammar at school. To the point of my son (8) knows better grammar than me!!!

But I am trying to learn from the feedback I have been getting from my story on Scribophile.

 

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Dream Catchers – Flash Fiction

Dream Catchers

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Thanks to Janet Webb for the photo

 

Whenever we stayed at Grandma’s, she would tell us stories all about the Big Friendly Giant, it was her favorite book. When we closed our eyes to sleep we would dream of the adventures we could have.

Imagine our excitement when we were playing in her garden one day, and we came across a jar of dreams.

When we noticed the candle our excitement went into over drive. Maybe Grandma’s stories were true and if we sneaked down the garden late at night we would see the BFG and gran catching dreams and storing them away for those in need.

Thanks as always goes to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioners and another inspiring photo.

I am sure everyone is aware of the BFG story by Ronald Dahl, but if not here is the link to Wikipedia, thought I have only seen the film in parts. Imagine what we could do with a jar full of dreams!

Ode to IRS- Friday Fictioners

It was my turn for my picture to be the prompt for this weeks Friday Fictioners and I have some how read everyone’s interpretations. It is a bit scary how many people wrote about me!!  HAHA

So here we go.

Ode to IRS

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They sent her home, she was too ill to work, and then the doctor signed her off sick.

Last time she had left her desk for so long they kidnapped her penguins and held them to ransom, putting them through all sorts of torture.

They told her to rest and that her health was more important than Bonds, but her work was her life and without it she felt like nothing.

She’d have to cope with kid’s television and her children’s arguments while resting on the sofa.

One day she’d return but for now she had to rest and sleep.

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Thanks Rochelle as always for hosting and thanks to everyone who has taken part : )

Insecure Writers Club

insecure-writers-support-group-badge The Insecure Writers Group monthly blog hop hosted by Alex Cavanaugh, this group of amazing people offer authors like myself support and reassurance.

This months question is…

What is one valuable lesson you’ve learned since you started writing?

Patience!

which I have none of at the best of times!

I joined a critique group, as recommended by an author, but what I have discovered is there is a HUGE queue of work waiting to be Critiqued so having my work read by others takes time…. A LONG TIME! I have been told to use the time to network and critique other peoples work. Which is fine but… I need to find someone who will work and support me quicker, but god knows where I will find someone…

I have applied for Womentoring again, as my first choice didn’t want me : ( so here we are again needing to be patient! Not my strong point!

I am sure more things will follow on this bumpy journey! and I’ve not even got a finished product!

I have kinda fell behind on the Friday Fictioners as well 😦 never mind my insurance study! haha

Anyways before I start to ramble HAPPY INSECURE WRITERS DAY!

C

 

Why is Writing so Damn Expensive!?

So my wondering into the writing market isn’t going well! You’d of thought that when all you need is your laptop and your imagination you are on a roll, but no.

I joined a critique site after advice from someone and after the initial excitement and then again when people look at it again my 2nd draft has now faded as I attempt to post my third piece to be told, that unless I join and pay to be a member that’s it unless I delate something. Paying to join this site won’t get my work read any quicker and that seems to take at least 4 days to make it to the top of the queue. So thats $65 a year (£50 ish)

Then there are the writing courses, the current one I am attending is going to cost £70 per six week block. The Derby book festival I went to cost me £21.00 to see the three people I was most interested in seeing and the East Midlands writing thing cost me £50. While I write this I am a bit like I hope my hubby doesn’t read this 😛

Then it’s like being at uni there are a whole host of books people recommend you buy… But which one is the best so we will add about £10.00 onto here at least.

so thats £191 at least so far… Nevermind my the software I brought (Scrivner) the dictation package I’ve not really got on with cause my brain doesn’t work fast enough..

Sometimes I sit here and look at these £200 plus retreats and thing would this be a quicker and cheaper way to get success. Or do I just need to keep in my case paying out in hope I might get somewhere….

Then as we are always told at work time cost money! It also costs my heath and my children’s attention when I want to write, or upload something to a website in order to get feedback. But first I need to critique other people’s work… Then there is the networking, for me at the moment mine is all social media related. But then what happens when I need to go wider?

So thats travel and cars don’t run on fresh air.

Then I dread to think about the added cost that comes with trying to get published! I listen to other authors talk and I don’t have the confidence anymore to just go up to people and start talking to them. I need people to be aware of my existence first.

As you can tell I am a bit rumpy this morning well frustrated, having just had two weeks (three weeks) off sic which I could of spent writing the sun is out again and likely to zap. my energy as soon as I walk out the house. Plus the cat was moaning early this morning prior to six, but by the time I got up to sort her it was after and I concluded having to get up at 7, I am going to fell worse if I try and go back to sleep than I am if I get up! PLUS, I wouldn’t have slept properly anyway with knowing I had to get up in 45 minutes!

Anyway enough from me, time to get the little people up and go to work!!!! Hope everyone has a fun day!

But why is writing so expensive!?