Gezzer, I was hit by the internet drag when I came back from my holidays....... I may had been depleted then ( in my holidays ) but the line at home also went....flat.... talked about sync in life. I lost my portable modem; had it replaced and now back online...jeezing fast.
Pardon the expression; its like when you first saw the sleigh and then you go bob-cat down the street..... that's the feeling now.
Okay, I am posting up Crusaders Book II, after the soon to end Samuari Time Rift. Tempest would be picking up pace, and soon then on maybe Othello would come bounding in.
Till then, please allowed me to rest......
Creative writing is more of a compulsion to engage with yourself in a world of words, ideas, imagery. There are moments of hot exultation or prickly exasperated yet victorious expostulation when at last comes the right word, the rhyme that works or can yield surprise and pleasure. Thank you for sharing my engagement into those words. .
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Preys and Predators 3 Love Binds, Family Destroy Chapter 18
18. Lord Dante Montague had made a quiet entry to the house and was stopped by the words spoken there in the garden. “He shall no...
-
49. The journey was fast, or rather, the father and daughter only woke when they arrived at the mansion. They disembarked from the carri...
-
Footprints in the trail. This tale started off as a simple “let me adapt two tales to make one.” All I did was read the summary of the b...
No comments:
Post a Comment