rosaliekempthorne

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I have 467 stories published in 17 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 267542 times and 455 of my stories have been cherry picked.
42 of my 329 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 44 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

Paved with Chalk and Carbon

There was a rhythm to the city. And if you’d lived there your whole life, it was a rhythm that got written up into your bones. The days would begin...
Cherry

Paved with Mirrors (Part 3 of 3)

Solshae had taken Lin to be joking or fantasising at first, but she realised quickly that she was in earnest, on both of their accounts. “How?” she...
Cherry

Paved with Mirrors (Part 2 of 3)

Life was easy in the Omnion household, as easy as she’d been promised it would be, and Solshae was given all the trifles she’d been lead to expect:...
Cherry

Paved with Mirrors (Part 1 of 3)

She worked at the mill when she first came to town, and nothing was what she had expected. She had imagined in Adrios a city of wonder, of light,...
Gold cherry

Up Across the Road

Come up across the road to me. She extends her hand, Invitation? Trap? Conspiracy? She flickers in the wind, static on snow-scree. Skeletal...

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