Since my first love, I’ve wondered if it was possible to have a truly vanilla romance as a writer. A writer can only know the world with...

I stare at my knees. My lost day has been given back to me. Carol comes to check my pulse. She sticks the thermometer in my ear, sets my...

For the moment, she’s the force behind the calm. Encouragement and serenity pressed in-between the lines of each report. And it’s...

I’m not even sure what to say. I did love him – for whatever reason. I still feel him in my chest when I think of losing him and the...

There is something about this world, our world, that has begun to drive me nuts. It’s about unemployment, minimum wage and those who like...

As I always say, I aim to be as honest as possible. So, here it goes… With my novel, I started with ambition. A glass of wine, the...

My next piece of assessment is a short story. There is no original on this blog. Enjoy! xx, Kristin . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ....