rosaliekempthorne

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I have 378 stories published in 16 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 146390 times and 346 of my stories have been cherry picked.
27 of my 284 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 27 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

Gold cherry

Wrath

The anger drains away, Running cold down a network of veins Replaced by familiar hollowed out guilt, By that voice By the blood on his knuckles,...
Cherry

Envy

Jenny Parkhampton walked home every day to her beautiful mansion. I would follow her home sometimes. Her house was everything I could dream of. Built...

Gluttony

Just one hotdog, that’s all. I know I can stop at one. Half-way charred onions, spicy sauce, melting cheese… The mirror warns me: don’t You , you don...

Sloth

Sinking into certainty, Conformity. High collared grey coat, High minded contempt, Shoes stitched and rounded, polished at the toe. You’re just...

Avarice

He opens the chest. It smiles back at him. His own face: muddied, mottled in water. The blurring of features, pinpoint eyes, The flush on hungry...

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