So often in life, humans see their loved ones suffering and offer dependency as the only way to move forward. But the fight to survive can be so easily lost; fear takes over and suffocates any desire to live independently. I could see that fear in Violet’s eyes from the moment you turned up, and… Read More The House
When she used to visit here as a child, they appeared as flying jellyfish, illuminated by innocence. She’d stare, frozen to the spot, mesmerised by the lights dancing in the air above her head. Suddenly, a tug on her shoulder would tell her to keep moving, to not focus so much on the lights. The… Read More The Depths of the Night
It was a game as old as time, but one that mystified millions. She used her faithful pawns on a whim, allowing them to protect her unconditionally edging ever closer to their impending doom. Her royal archers would try and dissuade her, watching from the sidelines in their battlements, their arrows zig-zagging across the field.… Read More The Battlefield
Have you ever looked up and really examined the stars? It is never, of course, as simple as just looking up and seeing what is there. Sometimes you have to really remove yourself, stepping out into the darkest parts of the wilderness at the darkest time of night. For me, the sky out here isn’t… Read More Vast Thoughts & Empty Skies
If King is the god of horror then the fear of God stems from the reputation of IT. With a spotlight already firmly on the king of horror with the success of The Dark Tower movie and the Netflix series of The Mist, it seems the writer’s visions are finally getting the treatment and respect… Read More IT Review
When the autumn leaves fell, he knew she was at her happiest. The days were not yet fleeting, but they passed in such a way that stopped them dragging. Except on her birthday. No matter how fast the days before it faded away, her birthday felt like a summer solstice in September. Fall was fitting… Read More Four Seasons
There were so many rules with the seaside, and he was determined to adhere to them all. Before their departure, Ellie had tried to softly plant the seed that maybe the beach wasn’t the best destination on a rainy Thursday. Jack shrugged it off, however, excitedly packing away sandwiches, juice boxes and other assorted snacks,… Read More Storms at the seaside
The tears burst from her eyes, long before the pen burst into her bag. Her parents had accepted her as an emotional soul, and in that acceptance had been a growth. She didn’t cry because she was weak. Of course, there were days where she felt she was, but she always knew she wasn’t. She… Read More Inkblots and Teardrops
Fields. That was what she remembered most about that place. The buzz that came from being out there was something else. Not the chaotic buzz that came from inner city living. No. This was organic. This was the breeze and the bees. She couldn’t quite place it, but he’d always reminded her of those fields.… Read More The Flowers That Grew There
I’ve recently been introduced to a creative writing group. This is the story I created from one of the prompts given. It’s my first piece of creative writing ever, so enjoy!
Libby Harris 