2000 Miles

Today has seen a significant step forward in planning/organisation. I have a short story finished and ready for editing: granted, it was not on the timescales hoped, but I should still be able to have a decently polished final form ready to go for Valentine’s Day. I’ll have an hour to edit novel tonight and get myself back on track for completion. Most importantly of all, this was also done without my domestic life falling apart, and a pulled back muscle.

2000 words will form the short story benchmark going forward, especially as this is to be a contest standard for entry to a number of different Awards. The more practice I get at this, the easier it will become to judge my competence. Right now it is as much about telling a decent story as it is about aesthetics, but with time I feel there may be more esoteric tales to be told using the word count.

For now, I’m just here to commemorate another mark in the sand. Every time I manage progress, it is worth celebrating. Today, I’m particularly pleased with results. If I can get two short stories written a month, I’ll be more than happy with that as long-term progress, as well as finishing my long form manuscripts.

Tell it How It Is

This month’s theme is well underway, but I’m hoping to add to the output with the addition of some additional items. This will (hopefully) demonstrate I’ve organised my time effectively enough to be able to write extra content. As we’re in the month of love?

Time for some long-overdue erotic fiction.

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The first of the two short stories were inspired by the current UK renaissance of the Women’s Institute: to give you any more details will spoil the plot, but the visual clue should be enough (hopefully) to pique the interest. It’s also based on a favourite piece of Black Lace erotic fiction, which I’ll see if I can pull out and link to once the piece goes live.

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The second piece concerns a much overdue Italian holiday for a recently aggrieved and divorced middle aged woman. It is a story of awakening but at a cost. Again inspired by a Black Lace short story, it’s my attempt to examine the stigma of body confidence, and how belief in yourself is far more significant than anybody else’s desires or affirmations.


I’m hoping to have the first of these two available to read on Valentine’s Day, with the second on the 28th… so, until then…