What do you see. 16th March.

Thanks go to Sadje for continuing this challenge after the sad loss of Hélène last year.

Image credit; Kellepics- Pixabay
For the Visually challenged readers, the picture shows a woman dressed as a warrior standing on a rock and next to her is a giant mask. One of the eye socket of which is half broken.

Celtic Warrior am I

I fight my foe until I die

I see through your mask of hate

Evil far too deep to contemplate.

If I must descend into the fires of hell

I will take your mask of hate as well.

Writespiration#147, 52 Words in 52 Weeks. Week 52.

This week sees not only the last Writespiration of this year but the last Writespiration. Our inspirational leader Sacha Black  needs  more time to devote to family work and writing her books! Let’s face it she has done a Stirling Job up until now. 

This last prompt is : to write the last 52 words we have written for our WIP.

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He spoke softly to Hope, telling her of her father. He felt the great sense of unease in the child… He managed to relax and sooth the baby off to sleep with his singing.

Rest child we have a huge task ahead of us he thought sharing her sense of impending doom.

Sue Vincent, weekly photo challenge. Luna.

This is my entry  for Sue Vincent of Daily Echo Thursday Photo Prompt. #writephoto.

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Luna

Outside of the old castle walls, Faye looked up to the moon every fibre of her body bristling with expectation and excitement. 

The war had started and Roman had promised to be with her within the month.

Calidore had waited until he had sensed that the female Vampire had definitely gone and then he said to Lisa, “I need to be sure I can trust the werewolf” Lisa told him he could and that she, Lisa, trusted her not only with her life but that of Hope’s as well. 

So Rachel,Lisa and Calidore sat at the table and Calidore told them of what his people and the Dawfs had learned in the last few months.  Lisa was amazed to find out that Calidore knew and respected her husband.

It appeared that the Dwarfs and the Elves had decided that the affairs of Men, Vampires and Werewolves were becoming too evil for them. The Elves of the Ruling House and Dwarfs of the Great Council had decided to withdraw, leaving twelve trusted warriors to help the few good among the warring factions to survive.

Calidore had volunteered to help Lisa, one of the few Witches left, because he had fought with her husband Mark against the Vampire’s.  Lisa asked him if he had seen her husband die. It turned out not only had he been there, but Mark had breathed his last in Calidore’s arms. Infact he had asked Calidore to protect Lisa and the then unborn Hope.

Out on the plains below the castle the night was lit by a nearly full moon, it was so cold that the moonlight looked even brighter reflected by the unearthly and ungodly snow.

Fay went in search of her brother wondering whether to tell him of  the plans Roman had for the witch, her brat and his werewolf lover. Maybe she mused she should say nothing yet. Let things run their course, Mathew would surely choose her she was his sister after all and blood was thicker than water ( filthy stuff). 

Calidore sat in a chair by the fire while the witch and werewolf selpt. He spoke softly to Hope, telling her of her father. He felt the great sense of unease in the child… He managed to relax and sooth the baby off to sleep with his singing.

Rest child we have a huge task ahead of us he thought as he watched her sleep. 

52 Weeks in 52 Words, week 45.

This my entry for 52 Weeks in 52 Words, week 45.  Hosted and devised by Sacha Black 

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A Day In The Life of a pair of shoes.

Bloody  hell it was cold in that suitcase. Where on earth  are we? We don’t usually come out until June, it’s only November. Hang on it’s warm, hot even. Look she has had her toes painted, and the nails too and those  little gems. Yes!  Woohoo That means it is  Holiday time.

52 Weeks in 52 Words. 2/10/17.

This week the wickedly devious Sacha Black has announced that our prompt for 52 Weeks in 52 Words is 

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The Day I Accidently Touched Someone’s Boobs

I keep having this nightmare. I miss my train. Throwing my hands up in the air  I catch the woman next to me’s boob in my hand. So today I was late again and missed the train and yes I did nip the woman next to me’s boob. She punched me hard!

#Writesiration 52 Weeks in 52 Words: What happened next.

This week our tormentor Sacha Black has given us a photograhic prompt and asking us in 52 Words no more no less,What happened next.

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Dawn arrives I walk out on the breakwater. In front deep water behind  a shallow lido. I have been gone for days no one’s missed me. For some reason I leave my mobile on the rocks.

I step forward to oblivion and peace, as I sink beneath the waves my phone rings.

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Writespiration #135 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 40.

This week the dastardly Sacha Black has given us another interesting prompt for our 52 Weeks 52 Words.

We have to write a story about “The day you ignore the Keep Out sign.

Running for my life, I heard him behind me. Having got out of the cellar this was my only chance. Wind and rain making it impossible to see, I missed the sign. I heard the crash and his scream… Retracing my steps  I saw were he had fallen. Now he was prisoner.

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This week Sacha Black has asked us to write our 52 Weeks in 52 Words Challenge about, The Night we got locked the museum.

Damn these bloody locks! Who is going to believe me, I ask you who actually gets locked in a toilet, inside a museum? Ah! at last the door is open let’s see if I can get some help.

Well would you credit it, the museum of telephones and none of them work! 

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#writespiration,52 Weeks in 52 Words. Week 38.

This week our task from the great and good Sacha Black, for #writespiration, is to write, in 52 Words no more no less, about:  That weird kid at school. 

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Believe it or not I was that weird kid at school. The one always skulking around at the back of the class, hiding in the loos to escape being badgered. Never willingly picked for any team game  or club. Laughed at poked . Well I grew up I wonder if they did? 

Writespiration #132 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 37: Sequal.

This week Sacha has really decided to test us out! Our Challenge is to re read the end of the last book we have read and write the first 52 Words of it’s sequal.! 

The last Book I read was   to Evil . By Sacha Black you can buy it here.

It is the best How to book  I have ever read.

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           13¾ Steps To Nerddom.

 I have helped you create the perfect Villain let’s see if I can set you on the road to creating the perfect Nerd!   Don’t under estimate your nerd they can often  be the backbone of your story. Villains and heroes are all very well but your nerd is vital to any plot.