Author: Kate
First Life
The sign read: closed for a year. Nettie sighed and turned to her companion. “I’m not sure about this.” The big brown eyes looked at her with compassion. Of course compassion was really the only expression Ellie had, but for a moment Nettie was grateful. “If I go you will have to go into storage.”… Continue reading First Life
Illustration almost finished
I'm thinking it will look good on a T-shirt. I need to colour it but I am please so far. 🙂 Pen and ink A3
Seashells on the seashore
Bret didn't care that they didn't look at him. He didn't care. No, sir. Not a bit. He walked along the wet sand, the man closest the water. In the revealing dawn the length of the beach appeared to be populated by a new and unusual creature. It stood on two legs, walking hunched and… Continue reading Seashells on the seashore
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I love to blog
In fact I think it is addictive. I can't wait to see who will have a look, what countries will be involved and what the most viewed post will be. I'm hooked and it is a problem. You see I am trying to write a book, but blogging is so very much easier than writing… Continue reading I love to blog
Curiosity…
Well, we all know what happened to the cat Kate. But I am curious. I have one post - Time - which gets a massive number of hits. Particularly from Google with people searching for a story told via two perspectives. What I am curious about is why the searches? Why are so many people curious… Continue reading Curiosity…
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Bells and batons
A long time ago... In a place far from here... There was a girl. She'd been crewing a ship from Portsmouth to Belgium. The Schooner was called 'The Mistake' and she had asked the Captain why its name. "Because of a mistake," he'd said in a brash voice and although he had been wearing a… Continue reading Bells and batons
Time
I never have enough of it. But at night I lie awake fraught with worries... Do I draw? Do I write? What should I draw? What should I write? But then as the sun rises I see that it doesn't matter as long as I do one or the other. Smiling, I get up and… Continue reading Time