Fiction, Life, sex, Writing

It’s cold outside – do you need warming up? Let’s talk sex…

I've just written the first (of a few planned) sex scenes in my manuscript. It is not a 'door closed' book where the reader feels only the chemistry but details are left to the imagination. There is a lot of advice out there about writing such scenes. Some people believe there are rules one should… Continue reading It’s cold outside – do you need warming up? Let’s talk sex…

Fiction

O…. M …. G

😭😭😭😭😭 sniff.. JoJo Moyes 'Me Before You' This is not a chic lit light romance romp. It deals with the heartbreaking decisions a quadriplegic feels forced to make. A man in his prime, with his previous life stolen from him, and a girl who is employed as his carer trying to change his mind during… Continue reading O…. M …. G

Flash Fiction

Red Crush #februarywriting

In response to February writing prompts .. Take part here! The neglige clung to her thighs as the breeze blew in through the open door, and the red silk fluttered against the goosebumps across her skin. 'Jake?' She whispered out into the cold air. Nothing. 'Jake?' a little louder this time. Still nothing. She closed… Continue reading Red Crush #februarywriting

Fiction, RADHANAGARI DAMSEL

Heartbeat and fear. Radhanagari Damsel; part 8

Ramesh threw the box to the floor, and the lid became detached, pieces of pearl bouncing into the grey dust, disappearing from sight. "Do you know about this?" Ramesh held John's gaze and was a different man from the bumbling engineer of previous meetings. "I think you do. Keep out of what does not concern… Continue reading Heartbeat and fear. Radhanagari Damsel; part 8

Fiction, Flash Fiction, RADHANAGARI DAMSEL

Anger and reality. Radhanagari Damsel; Part 7

Nineteen letters, thirteen months.   Declarations of love, admissions of hope, progressively opinionated statements, worrying words of misplaced ownership.  John hadn't slept all night.  Laying under just a sheet and staring up into the dark at the humming fan, appreciating its velvet touch of moving air on his skin, he thought about the letters. It… Continue reading Anger and reality. Radhanagari Damsel; Part 7

COOKING, FAMILY LIFE

Pastry and passion..

I can see Riya in her hospital bed ... I can hear the blink blink blink of her monitor. I want to write about John's intense, hidden and growing passion but I am moving around my kitchen, hands covered in flour. Damn these family members who will insist on eating, like every day! What is… Continue reading Pastry and passion..

DAILY WORD PROMPT, Flash Fiction, RADHANAGARI DAMSEL

Radhanagari Damsel: Part 3

via Daily Prompt: Extravagant The night porter nodded his recognition as they passed in the foyer, the sweat starting to run down between John's shoulder blades.   His watch flashed *16 minutes* which for 4K was average, maybe a little better than average, but the competitive spirit within meant John always yearned to improve, even… Continue reading Radhanagari Damsel: Part 3

DAILY WORD PROMPT, Flash Fiction, RADHANAGARI DAMSEL

Arabica beans and eye contact #Radhanagari Damsel: Part 2

John carried his papers and double espresso into the meeting room, arriving ten minutes earlier than Aditya whom was a stickler for timekeeping.  The takeaway cup was just the correct size and the hotel caterers knew just which arabica beans John enjoyed most.   These details made him happy and he felt positive as he… Continue reading Arabica beans and eye contact #Radhanagari Damsel: Part 2