Author Archives: writerravenclaw

Chance to Flow

Written for https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2025/04/06/sundays-six-sentence-story-word-prompt-361/ Don’t let fears haunt your present, give your creativity a chance to flow on the page without stopping. Writing by hand helps writers see it doesn’t have to be perfect. Expect the first draft to be full of wonderful corrections. It is there we can craft our words into images in ourContinue reading “Chance to Flow”

No Doubts

Written for https://weeklyprompts.com/2025/04/05/weekly-prompts-colour-challenge-silver/ Charlie wrapped her fingers around her dad’s silver St Christopher. The only possession that meant more to her than the largest pot of gold. It offered love and protection; especially when her coping strategies were lost to fear. A reminder of a dad who would always be there to keep her safe.Continue reading “No Doubts”

Full of Colour

Written for https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2025/04/05/weekend-writing-prompt-410-opulence/ Mary gripped the soft silk or her designer dress. She was told delicate petals enhanced the ginger highlights in her hair. The trouble was, it wasn’t real to wear something she would be afraid to eat cake in. She wanted to marry Joel; more than the sea washed against the shore. WhisperingContinue reading “Full of Colour”

Grandson

Written for https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2025/03/27/reenas-xploration-challenge-374/ ‘What are you doing granddad?’ John lifted his glasses. He motioned for his grandson to sit beside him. He wasn’t sure how to explain the beauty of turning a page, or steering around the words, into images only he could see. ‘Reading a book.’ ‘How does it plug in?’ He grinned, theContinue reading “Grandson”

Heavenly Wings

Written for https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2025/03/30/sundays-six-sentence-story-word-prompt-360/ Mum, I remember those days we shared life, laughter, and tears. I miss those Sunday mornings. Why have months turned into years? You watch over me, with wings so white; A protected blanket of your love. Happy Mother’s day, a reverse call to heaven above.

Pension

Written for https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2025/03/26/its-thursdays-six-sentence-story-blog-hop-12/ All Jack needed was ten pounds. He slipped the card into the slot, hoping it would allow him to draw some money out. A gas bill due; he understood they would not be pleased. He tapped his pin number on the machine, not checking the balance. He could feed himself for twoContinue reading “Pension”