rosaliekempthorne

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I have 317 stories published in 14 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 105599 times and 280 of my stories have been cherry picked.
22 of my 274 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

Into the Nightmare (part 1)

“Nick!!!!” “I'm here! I'm right here!” Right here could be inches away, could be three corridors, six doors, and God only knows how many of them ...
Cherry

When the Circus Comes to Town

Just don't stop running. Dad always told me. Be fine, yes, we'll all be all right; but we don't stay still too long. The stillness gets to you. #...
Gold cherry

A World Without Pain

It's better this way. I think. Isn't it? It's better for me . I put my headphones on. I scrunch up into my seat on the bus and turn the music up so...

Just Past Three in the Morning (23)

Penny was beautiful. No, even that doesn't do her justice. She was a work of crystallised sugar and sewn-together starlight. And seeing her, walking...

Just Past Three in the Morning (22)

We all dressed up like lawyers. I looked at everyone, and none of us looked like ourselves. Shelley had grown up over the months – too fast, and for...

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