Honour and Understanding – Friday Fictioneers

begin-the-routeNever in a million years would I believe I was here, now, looking at her dead body laid out on a hospital bed. It only seems like a week ago we started our big adventure. Illinois to LA, just me, her and route 66. We’d planned it for so long, and now this was our time. She had just got the all clear from cancer, and we had a one-way ticket to the perfect future. Best friends forever. Well, that is what I thought. However, it is clear now that that is exactly what she wanted, she wanted me to feel like that, she wanted her last few weeks chemo free and with me. I should be angry, hurt or let down in some way. However, sitting here now reading her letter she’d written to me and carried all this way, thinking of all the memories we shared on this trip and our life, all I feel is honour. Honour to of known this beautiful woman and honour to call her my best friend. If I can be half the woman she was I know ill be fine.

Word Count: 188

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for this weeks ‘Friday Fictioneers’  Take a look and see what you can do :) Highly recommended!

Day 1: Write 10 potential titles. For novels that you’d like to write about.

Some of these are titles I have already used, and some are new.

  • The Quack
  • Gothic Pathway
  • The Valentine Torment
  • Senseless Suicide
  • Love, Loss and CP
  • Head Strong
  • Promises and Lies
  • Death By Christmas
  • Through The Eyes Of A Loved One
  • In God We Trust

My 12-Day Writing plan

Hi everyone, I have recently been looking for some kind of writing plan to get my creative juices going, and I came across this blog post

The 12-Day Plan Writing plan

Writing Plan 

Day 1:
Write 10 potential titles. For novels that you’d like to write about.


Day 2:
Create a new character. His personality traits should be loaned from someone you love. However, his physical characteristics should be of someone you don’t care for at all.


Day 3:
Write a setting taken from the most beautiful place you’ve ever seen or visited.

Day 4:
Contact an agent, letting him know wonderful you are.

Day 5:
Write a 20-line poem about a memorable moment in your life.

Day 6:
Choose a book on your bookshelf and pick 2 chapters at random. Take the 1st line of one chapter and the last line of the other. Then write a short story, about 1000 words, using those as bookends to your story.

Day 7:
Write a letter to yourself! Yes, you read right! Let yourself know about what you need to improve in the next six months.

Day 8:
Write again a fairy tail from scratch using the bad guy’s point of vew


Day 9:
Turn on your TV. Write down the first sentence that you hear. Close your TV and start writing a story based on it.

Day 10:
Visit a public place and spend some time there. Eavesdrop on a conversation and turn it into a short love story (no matter how much you have to twist what they say).


Day 11:
It is time to write the acknowledgments page that you will place in your first, or next, published book. Do not forget to  thank all the people who have helped you along the way.

Day 12:
Collect everything you’ve penned over the previous 11 days. Choose your favorite one. Edit it, polish it and either attempt to get it published or posted on the Web to share it with the world. Feel proud of yourself and your work.

So for the next three weeks I shall be taking on these challenges from Mondays to Fridays and posting what I have done on my blog.

If anyone else fancies it take a look at  http://bestbookstoread.info/writing-plan/


Children are so pure, so tabula rosa,

So where does it all go wrong?


Is it in the prima donnas paraded on tv?

Or is it the carte blanche attitude that we all can see?


But what exactly is the modus operandi on helping your magnus opus stay so pure?

After all we all feel we are helping in a bona fide way.


Well, c’est la vie, I just don’t know anymore,

Tempus fugit and then they are grown up.


Leaving their alma mater and out on their own,

En route to adulthood.


Carpe diem, that’s all you can advise,

Getting déjà vu of your own history inside.


The uncertainty of what’s next to come,

It isn’t bon voyage, even though you feel unneeded, like your work here is done.


By Liz Daniels


To touch, to mould, to change, to incubate,

To scold, to punish, to bully, to manipulate.

To bruise, to harm, to fix, to educate,

The perfect person in which you cultivate.

To have and to hold, till death you illustrate.

But now your left with no one to intimidate,

Because leaving is the last thing you ever anticipate.

You try to change things, you try to communicate.

But the damage you did, you wont ever vindicate.


By Liz Daniels

A Bureau of Ages – Friday Fictioneers

antique-desk 15 august Friday Fictioneers

As I sit down feeling the leather hug my skin and I can feel it begin, the warmth that comes over me as my eyes transfix onto the clean, matt white sheet. I open my drawer to my collection of pens and carefully take the one which calls me. I close my eyes as the words begin to flood my mind. I open them again and look at my great grandfather’s picture ahead of me, 4 generations this bureau has served us. I take a deep breath and begin my calling.

Word Count: 91

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for this weeks ‘Friday Fictioneers’  Take a look and see what you can do :) Highly recommended!

Sunday Photo Fiction – 10th August 2014 – The Best Day Of The Year!!

Sunday Photo Fiction challenge is a chance for people to produce a piece of flash fiction, aiming for around 100-200 words based on a selected photo prompt. I hope you enjoy it.

sunday fiction-august-10th-2014

Word Count 232

I love Airshows, the excitement, the rush, the way you can witness some amazing things you probably won’t see again. The people, the food, the drinks, the exhibitions and talks. Yeah, Airshows are the bomb.

I love looking around and having the sense of unity as everyone has their noses to the sky, hands up to shield their eyes from the smouldering sun. The sounds of chatter and music in the distance, both of which you can hardly hear from the whooshing noise of the planes dancing in unison.

The best part about it though, is the fact that it’s free, well free for me anyway. All those lovely bags laying around as the owners watch intently at the sky, the drinks, which are just dying to be drunk whilst their previous owners leave them for a second so they can get a bit closer.

Best time of year for people like me, well what do they expect? Coming for a day out with lots of cash to indulge in gluttony whilst thinking they’re gods gift, going home telling all their mates “it was amazing mate, I saw a Spitfire PR-11 and the Royal Air Force Acrobatic Team and loads more.” Blah blah blah.

All I can say is thanks for showing your support to the sky, and a bigger thanks for showing your support to me. See you all next year!!!

Liz’s Quote Of The day!

Cheat your landlord if you can and must, but do not try to shortchange the Muse. It cannot be done. You can’t fake quality any more than you can fake a good meal.”

—William S. Burroughs

Liz’s Quote Of The day!

Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it’s the answer to everything. … It’s the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it’s a cactus.”

—Enid Bagnold

Liz’s Quote Of The day!

Not a wasted word. This has been a main point to my literary thinking all my life.”

—Hunter S. Thompson