rosaliekempthorne

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I have 467 stories published in 17 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 396943 times and 455 of my stories have been cherry picked.
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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

Iron Moon

Each night she draws the iron moon; She sketches its face on the sky, In amongst the maelstrom of stars, hot gasses, galaxies. Each night, she takes...

Story

Smarter than her chains, She slips in and through them, She makes them dance to her tune. No, this is NOT how I begin; No, this is NOT the way I end...

Private Darkness

You made the decision to run away. She : spreading like a weed, Sliding into your private darkness, She casts a white light, casts her eyes over...

Mindy Unsworth: Some Words About my Mother.

My mother. She's never really known what to do with me has she? And you can't blame her, you really can't. It's not like she had a normal little girl...

Chains

The shadows on the walls have thoughts and faces. They're so close she can almost touch them. She whispers warnings to keep them away. Perhaps for...

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