Harold Snow wiped his hands down his apron and admired his handiwork. Twelve perfectly sculpted gingerbread women smiled up at him, their sweet scent wrapping like a blanket around him. ‘Grandpa, Grandpa, are they done, are they done?’ cried Izzy. She ran to fetch her step, dragging it screeching across the floor, before climbing up beside… Continue Reading →
‘Woah, now just slow down there’ a voice hollered from the next aisle seconds before a tiny child came hurtling around the corner pushing a basket on wheels. His beam almost entirely covered his face and his eyes sparkled with mischief. Susie leapt away from the wine bottles she was perusing, just in time to… Continue Reading →
I like to pretend I am the conductor of an orchestra, like the ones Pa took me to see when I was small. We’d sneak in at the interval and hide within the shadows, until it was safe to choose our seats. Now on the cold days, my hands become my baton, like I’m Nadia Boulanger conducting… Continue Reading →
A short, sharp intake of breath. Then her small features all go to work. Eyes focus, brow furrows, and lips form a perfectly puckered pout through which her lungs can release their contents. Two fine full lungs let blow. Ten tiny fingers tightly clutch the stem as the seeds take flight. A swirl of life… Continue Reading →
Opening my charcoal eyes, I look at the familiar scene. Nothing new this time then. With night drawing in, the house emanates its cosy interior. Warm yellow light peeks out from pulled curtains, and swirls of steam pump from a boiler pipe. It’s pot luck where you’re going to pop up, and very rare to… Continue Reading →
“Marie, are you in here?” “Shhhh… I’m meditating. Go away.” Charming. I thought, closing the shed door and hurrying back to the warmth of the kitchen. I took a sip of her unwanted tea. Why she insisted on going out there at all hours was beyond me. “I feel more at one with nature” she’d said… Continue Reading →
Annie grabbed another handful of cake, still chewing the last. Her eyes were lost in a veil of smudged mascara, and endless replays of that morning. Her stunning meringue dress was now up passed her ears as she sat crossed legged on her best friend’s floor. Jen sat opposite her, working her way through the… Continue Reading →
‘What time is it now?’ ‘It’s two minutes after you last asked, now shush’ ‘So it’s two minutes past half past … er’ ‘…five, Kitty. It’s 5:32 in the morning. It’s not time for talking. Go back to sleep.’ ‘But I’m not-‘ ‘Shhhhh!’ ‘But I think he’s beeeen!’ ‘He?’ Ma opens one eye. ‘The Easter… Continue Reading →
Gorm opened his eyes and sighed. Short naps were the finest, Gramps hadn’t been wrong. The rocky mountains of his people stretched endlessly before him, topped by the purple hues of the early evening sky. He stretched out his long legs sending boulders skittering below. Oops. There were voices close by, ‘I think we should… Continue Reading →
It had nothing to do with the dog. Yeah, it was sweet, sitting in the window of the old Bennett house as I’d waited at the bus stop. Its doleful eyes peering out at me, relentless. I’d watched it barking incessantly as the bus pulled away. Silent barks, I’d heard all the way into town. … Continue Reading →
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Hi, I’m Anna. Previously a Performing Arts Professional, I returned to my writing practice in 2017, when I became a ‘work-at-home’ mum. We are a family buried in books and this blog is where I share lots of our reading joy and a little of my creative writing.
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