Future Projects

Revised Chapter One – In the Dark

This is the revised first chapter of my manuscript – In The Dark. IN THE DARK CHAPTER ONE ‘Can I confirm this is Sarah Masters.’ ‘Speaking.’ This wasn’t the voice I thought I would hear. ‘This is Detective Stiles, from Slough police station. Can I ask, are you alone?’ ‘Yes, I am. Is it aboutContinue reading “Revised Chapter One – In the Dark”

In the Dark

CHAPTER ONE A hand on my shoulder told me someone was there. I hoped it wasn’t the police, but since the early hours of this morning, I couldn’t quite shake off my worries about my husband, Graham. We had a blazing row. Yet another phone call in the middle of the night, where he justContinue reading “In the Dark”

I’m At Home in the Dark – My next work in progress.

A brief listen to the time on her mobile. How had it got to two o’clock in the morning? There were no missed calls. Missed messages didn’t ping in her ears. Was he still riding his motorbike? Could he already be on his way home, with an apology? Worry turned quickly to anger. He couldContinue reading “I’m At Home in the Dark – My next work in progress.”

Last Day

It was my last day at work today as learning support. I’ve enjoyed the last three years working alongside talented support assistants and teachers. All those lessons in English have definitely helped my writing. What to do next? I’m not sure. I’ve applied for other jobs, but my heart will always belong to creating aContinue reading “Last Day”

Now It Won’t Happen Again has been self published, I need to consider other projects I haven’t finished. I wrote, because I read Marley and Me, a book about my old dog Scamp. I will send it to my daughter so she can put some pictures inside of my faithful friend. I have also written,Continue reading “Future projects”

Writing, Wishing, and What to do next

My novel has been self published, my play is with the director, so now I need to know what to do next. I’ve been writing a story about all my pets, most importantly about my old dog Scamp. He passed away three years ago, but I think of him every day. It only seemed fittingContinue reading “Writing, Wishing, and What to do next”