rosaliekempthorne

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I have 318 stories published in 14 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 106990 times and 282 of my stories have been cherry picked.
22 of my 275 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 21 votes

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I write these days a cacophony of genres: fantasy, sci-fi, mainstream, literary, some poetry every now and then. Novels, short stories, novellas, and whatever might fall in-between. I joined ABC Tales in May of 2014, and appreciate the forum it gives me to write and experiment, and even to include my strange little illustrations next to my work. 

You won't see a lot of my stories published anywhere else just yet, but please check out a few of these sites:
http://365tomorrows.com/?s=Kempthorne
http://everydayfiction.com/tag/rosalie-kempthorne/
http://www.flash-frontier.com/april-2016-slow/

Or check out my e-book: The Price of Blood; Book One of the Golwerra Stories, available from Amazon.  Links here to my book on Amazon UK and US.

and keep watching this space...

There are also a few more stories, and a few ravings (I mean, blog entries) to be found on my website: www.rosaliekempthorne.name
And check out (somebody... please... anybody) my 24-part story "These Words That Describe Melissa": https://www.wattpad.com/user/rosaliekempthorne

My stories

Cherry

Watching TV at Dud's Place

When I was a kid I used to go over to Dud's place to watch TV. My Mum didn't have a set. She didn't believe in all that. And Dad, he insisted on...

Angel Face

Angel face, Your heart is unstinting, relentless; I know you could love me for a thousand lifetimes; days gone by, days unborn. You sparkle on my arm...
Gold cherry

Me and Billy

“Snowdrop?” “Okay.” He holds up the little paper bag and I take out one of the lollies. It's round and clear, smooth like a marble, with crystallised...
Cherry

Less than Awesome

There's never any point in being less than awesome. That's something my father said to me once. I don't even remember the context - what petty...
Gold cherry

Mrs Needham at Number Fifty-Seven

I knock on the door. I wait. I knock again. I begin to wonder if maybe she isn't home. I begin to second guess myself. Maybe it wasn't such a good...

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