I have a real case of the shakes. Tomorrow I start the business course. The course that is meant to help me become the business person I have to be in order to make the writing and the art work...At least I hope it can help. It can't make it worse. Today I have gone… Continue reading Anxiety…
Author: Kate
Kate Murray has recently completed her Masters in Creative Writing and is currently working as an illustrator and writer. Her first anthology of short stories ‘The Phantom Horse’ was published in December 2013 and she subsequently has had another anthology published by Raging Aardvark; “Love Just Is” looks at the truth of love, in all its guises from romantic to obsessive. She is currently working on an anthology of ghost stories which should be published at the end of October 2014 and is also writing her first novel. Kate runs two blogs, one is about her life as a writer (kate0murray.wordpress.com) and the other is a serialisation of a novel, “The Gone”; a disaster hits the world while Bitsy is on a flight from Italy. She lands to find that the world is completely altered and she must learn to survive in a place where everyone is not who they appear to be (thegone.wordpress.com).
Kate has had short stories published in magazines and e-zines, including ‘The Lampeter Review’, ‘Jotter’s United’, and ‘What The Dickens’. She has had short stories included in the ‘Twisted Tales 2013’ anthology published by Raging Aardvark, and the ‘Busker Anthology’ and ‘Spooky Tales Anthology’ published by What the Dickens.
Kate’s artwork has been exhibited at the Museum Of Modern Art in Machynlleth where she was selected after entering the art competition and at Aberglasney Gardens as part of the Mid Wales Art group. Her artwork has been published by companies from Norway to Australia and her latest works will have illustrations in it. She has also had a series of line drawings published by Staffordshire Wildlife Trust in their biodiversity action plan.
Kate currently works in the foothill of the Cambrian Mountains where she has a purpose built workshop that she affectionately calls her ‘house’ as she spends far more time in there than anywhere else.
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The beginning of Chapter 5. Will Max make it?
My Crystal Ball
Okay, so on the 21st of January I predicted that I didn't know what I'd be doing, just that I'd be writing. And I was right. But I was also wrong. You see I saw a future of writing, not of writing and drawing. Yet that is the place I inhabit at the moment. My… Continue reading My Crystal Ball
Feathers and Ash
Sorry about the wait for the next bit of ‘The Gone’ but I have been ill. Getting back on my feet now so here it is – the next installment. Will Max hold the answers Bitsy and Colin are looking for?
As I step away from Max, I need to get away. The girl is gone and…
My foot bumps into something.
“Bitsy, don’t move,” Colin says with one hand outstretched as if wanting to catch me. He is too far away though.
Whatever I have hit is soft but firm and it seems to be moving. I let out a small whimper. Max looks to his right and I follow his gaze. Another pile of sheets is moving. Max meets my eyes and he looks panicked. He nudges Colin and he points. We all start to look around. Everywhere there is movement.
The thing I am near moves and I feel something try to grasp my ankle through the sheets. It is hindered by the cloth. Involuntarily I let out a yelp and jump forward. The creature under the sheet screams. It is a horrifyingly loud sound that reminds me…
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I lost a year
Well, okay I didn't lose a year... I accidentally gained a year for ten years! Does that make any sense?No.Okay... I thought I was a year older than I was for about ten years. That age went on everything; documents, banks, everyone knew me as a year older than I am.It was an accident. I… Continue reading I lost a year
Musical chairs
You see I have had to work on the unit over the last few days. It happened because I was exhibited at Aberglasney Gardens. I realised that I was losing out because of prints - basically I didn't have any. So I came back and looked at 'the monster'. The monster has sat in the… Continue reading Musical chairs
Snowflakes
No - really... Even in this heat! When I say snowflakes I mean writing snowflakes. You see, because of the dyslexia I have real problems with planning of novels. I have eight all started and all hitting about 20k words. But going no further. Why? Well, I can't sequence and I can't plan. Have… Continue reading Snowflakes
Ash
The next part of Chapter 4. Has Bitsy found the reason everyone has gone?
The sheets move and I take a step back, bumping into a bed behind me. Briefly it wobbles and then falls. The noise echoes around the front of the hospital. More sheets are moving.
I watch, horrified. Then reason asserts itself and I step forward. Colin stops me with a hand.
“Don’t.”
I push him away. “They might be hurt.”
Max shakes his head. “They were never meant to get hurt. Two outcomes, you live or you die.”
“Well, they did get hurt,” I say, moving toward the nearest sheet. Why are they not uncovering themselves?
I reach down, noticing that this sheet is stained brown with blood. There appears to be a handprint on the middle of it, as though someone had used the body to push themselves up, or they had shoved the body away from them. Oddly there is no other blood, not on the ground. Grasping…
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The Obstacle Course
The next installment of ‘The Gone’.
“Here,” Colin hands me a handkerchief. A real one. It is slightly rumpled but clean. I mumble a thank you and dab at my eyes.
“I wasn’t expecting this,” Max says.
I agree, although I think it is an odd way to say it.
“We have to go down,” I say. It is more of a statement rather than a question. I am trying to talk myself into being brave, but both of the guys nod. It is me who takes the first step though.
The road is clear until you get to the aftermath, I am guessing that the police had kept it clear. It is a guess though as there are no police cars or any sign of cars. It is as if everyone ran out of here at once, taking every available vehicle. I can’t think what that would mean… What were they running from and do…
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Spooky Tales – I am published!
I missed it... I mean I really missed it... I have been published AND it has been out for a few months AND I didn't notice! How could I do that??? I know that I submit to a number of magazines and journals but I like to keep track of the anthologies, but this one… Continue reading Spooky Tales – I am published!
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