rosaliekempthorne

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I have 411 stories published in 16 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 154596 times and 382 of my stories have been cherry picked.
30 of my 296 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 31 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

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As Luck Would Have It (part 1 of 2)

Unfortunately , Eddie left the public facilities without remembering to do up his fly. He was blissfully unaware, and walked through the mall as if...
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In Spring

They have no idea what’s waiting for them, Woolly, wally, wily; Kicking up their heels in innocence; Puffy like clouds, Soft-seeming like cotton...
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Wrinkles

Her mother always told her this: iron your clothes before you go out. It’s a minor thing, but it makes a difference, it affects how people see you...
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The Letter

Toricel woke with the first sliver of dawn. She was unerring in this. Always. Stirring with the first silver moments of night lightening into day...
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The Long Road Home

She rolls over amongst the sheepskins and props herself up on one elbow to watch as he starts to wake. He’s a ginger-headed southerner, dark around...

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