rosaliekempthorne

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I have 467 stories published in 17 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 264822 times and 455 of my stories have been cherry picked.
42 of my 330 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

Next

Cars go by outside the window. Red. Green. Yellow. Blue. Grey. Yellow again. She doesn’t know what the car she’s waiting for will look like In truth...
Cherry

They

They glitter in the night, Constructed out of stardust. Theirs is a different world. A world where the buses don’t come late, The washing machine...

He

He tried. He knows he did. He fought and fought and fought and fought. Tried to make a round peg of himself; but his edges would just keep popping...
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She

She doesn’t go out much anymore. Maybe down the road for milk, or the paper. Groceries are delivered. She doesn’t want to see him, doesn’t want to...
Cherry

24

Heartbeats. That’s how many there were. Ever. 24. And each one different. I remember each one as if it had its own life, its own will. And I remember...

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