I have 241 stories published in
6 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 114200 times and 87 of my stories have been cherry picked.
39 of my 2,999 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 41 votes
I used to have a profile, but it disappeared so I am writing this to bring things up to date. First off, I love this site so much it has made such a difference to my life. Now, if I write something and I post it to ABC it will get read by someone and if it's any way decent then it can get read by quite a number of people. I feel my writing has improved and that is, in the main, because of the help I have received from quite a few people on here. I don't feel qualified to give in depth feedback although I try to help with the more obvious errors, but I mainly like to encourage people as I feel that is the best way for me to give something back .
The other reason I feel indebted to this site is the comments people have made about my work has increased my confidence no end. Before, I would never show anything I had written to anyone other than my husband and his response was always, 'Yes dear, very good.'
So thank you ABC Tales and thank you to all the people who have commented on what I, laughingly, call, my work.
Tea and a Belgian Bun! I.P. 1177 Words
'So what did you do with the body?'
Flight DCT 13 1592 words - Cobbled together from some old emails
Another one from The Parkinson's Players' Revue 'Where...
It’s Still Another Day! (I.P.) 1478 words
The two boys left her for dead, but, unbeknown to them she was still breathing. The lads were no...
Belonging, Loyalty, Freedom and Independence (Late I.P.) 566 Words
There are many definitions of all four words, but I have taken just one...
The Labour Planet – A Working Title – Part Fourteen - 1147 words
Seeing Jamie’s reaction all three started to move nearer to the enclosure...
39 of my comments have received 41 Great Feedback votes
Posted on Mon, 23 Dec 2013
Now what are we to think? Brother Michael...at this point in the story he is such an ambiguous character. On the one hand he seems to be everyone's friend but then there is that quiet voice that is so quiet he has to come up...Read full comment
Posted in Daniel 18: Brother Michael
Scratch, I knew I would get
Posted on Fri, 29 Nov 2013
Scratch, I knew I would get here eventually. How well you planted the seeds for this one in the last one. I am in awe. You are wratcheting up the tension surrrounding Daniel so carefully and so restrained. Now we have Jake's motives to...Read full comment
Posted in Daniel 13: Group
Posted on Mon, 12 May 2014
just re-read this poem and its lost none of its power. it is quite simply the best of any new war poem i've read and could easily sit alongside siegfried sassoon and wilfred owen.but they actually experienced the horror. you are...Read full comment
Posted in Battle Cries
Posted on Mon, 20 Oct 2014
You are an amazing writer. I think this is the first prose piece of yours that I've read and i agree with whoever said it had a poetic feel and rhythm about it. But I agree with Scratch too don't give up writing poems. They are...Read full comment
Posted in All the Ghosts of Us
I keep looking at authors I
Posted on Mon, 20 Oct 2014
I keep looking at authors I follow and think I will never catch up but when i saw you had passed the 1000 mark I had to read and comment. Starfish Girl chose the same bit as i would have. It's a lovely image. 'With the backdrop of the...Read full comment
Posted in All in an Autumn Evening
Posted on Thu, 25 Sep 2014
It's me again. I sense your longing to be with your daughter shown by the words 'endless present' but then you would grieve just as much for the daughter still living in this 'endless present'. It is a hard path you have to...Read full comment
Posted in The Thing about Autumn
Yes, I think I am getting
Posted on Sun, 21 Sep 2014
Yes, I think I am getting some idea of what you are about here. I too have come to the conclusion that each day is precious and it is often the small things that give us the biggest lift.
Enjoyed your thoughts.
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Posted in Don't Ask
Posted on Mon, 01 Sep 2014
But it was you who was always there with the drink she was dying for. You who sat on the edge of her bed when she needed you and not just at the end but throughout her life. Maybe when you are asleep she comes and sits on the...Read full comment
Posted in Dear Darling...
Posted on Fri, 15 Aug 2014
Yes, you should think about becoming an estate agent. You made the man's open air home sound like a desirable des res. But I too liked the idea that the man found a use for other people's trash in this disposable age....Read full comment
Posted in Another Man's Treasure