rosaliekempthorne

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I have 467 stories published in 17 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 267555 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

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Burning Bright

Looking out my living room window I see a tiger. I’m sitting with my feet up, reading a magazine, drinking the world’s most divine white hot...
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Always There

I see you everywhere. Hinted at in windows, Lurking in alleyways and beneath stairwells, Breathing too loudly. I know you. You’ve stolen my face,...
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Strange and Familiar Faces

This is not my face. This one that looks back at me out of the mirror. I mean I know it is my face. There’s been numerous counselling sessions and...
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Pride

Just turn around, just turn around and walk back there. Just say it. Just open your mouth, let it out. Over in a moment. Burnt once, then healed...
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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,...

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