rosaliekempthorne

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I have 315 stories published in 14 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 103561 times and 278 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

We suck, Don't we?

He sits at the table and pours a glass. It’s semi-dark, murky, mercurial; a greenish tinge mixes into the gold of the fading sun; dying sunlight...
Cherry

Words

I am not afraid. At least most of me isn’t. I lie awake at night, aware of the fear, Seeing it out of the corner of me eye, Slinking in around the...
Cherry

Ten Years Divorced (Part 2 of 2)

2010 And so, the papers come through. And I still can’t believe you really meant it, when you said that. And I just go through my life, through my...
Gold cherry

Ten Years Married (Part 1 of 2)

2000 Hoping I’m beautiful. Standing there in the white dress, with the blossoms in my hair. The sun twinkling off the pond, and the wind blowing. My...
Gold cherry

Claws

“He’s coming back!” she screamed. “We have to get to Grandma!” We could see Grandma, eclipsed in the mix of night and urban shadows, but the shape of...
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