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Faerie Touched

This is the synopsis for Faerie Touched – my Camp NaNoWriMo project for April. If you haven’t signed up for the Camp yet, you should do so now. Don’t miss out on the chance of dedicating an entire month to writing!

SYNOPSIS: 400 years ago, the last of the old sidhes fell, driving the fae to seek out the last place where Crann Bethadh, the Tree of Life’s roots still grew strong: The New World. Here, where the realm of magic and the realm of man overlaps, they founded a new sidhe: Bethmora.

Living among the humans, but invisible to most, they carved out a new existence. But man turned to technology and invented machines and built factories, machines and factories that slowly poisoned the earth, the water and even the air.

To protect themselves, the nine sons and daughters of the Goddess Danu, bound themselves to Bethmora, creating a protective barrier around the realm. And so, the faeries was never seen or heard from again.

Until now. Suddenly the fae move in the world again, searching for the one thing that can save their fading realm: the last descendant of Danu’s lost daughter.

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Happy Easter & A Blessed Ostara!

WC_post_img_03Spring is upon us with all its fickleness and charm. Draw inspiration from nature and start fresh. Why not try a different genre, or try your hand at writing poetry? Whatever you do, go all in!

If you haven’t already, head over Camp NaNoWriMo and sign up so you can participate in their April Camp. Take the opportunity to dedicate an entire month to writing. I can promise that you won’t regret it.

 

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The Rosebush – a story of implied murder

This short story was written in September 2015. The idea was born out of talking to an old lady who told me that she was forced into cutting down an old rosebush. Her neighbour complained that the rosebush dropped leaves on his lawn and was threatening to report her to the city council. She told me she was going to write the neighbour a letter and try  to make him understand how much the rosebush meant to her.

I don’t know it all ended, but this is my take on it. I hope you enjoy the read!

St Edward’s Church, c/o The Vicarage
Church Green
Burford
Oxfordshire

May 21, 2015

Dear Mrs. Everett,

I write to inform you that a rosebush growing on your side of the old fence facing the cemetery is becoming something of a nuisance. We have gotten several complaints about the leaves and flower petals it sheds over the new graves and headstones.

I walked down there yesterday to take a look, and it does seem as if the bush is rather lopsided. If you could be so kind as to cut it down to a more manageable size that would be greatly appreciated.

Yours Sincerely,
Vicar Thomas Potts

Tenner Cottage
Bay Tree Road
Burford
Oxfordshire

May 22, 2015

Dear Vicar,

I was delighted to receive your letter. They are such a rare thing these days with all the young people talking on the phone all the time. People don’t take the time to sit down and write proper letters any more. I suppose it is a sign that the times has moved on and we are stuck in the past, you and I. As for my rosebush, I admit that it is rather lopsided as you called it. But who isn’t these days?

Did you know that it was my dear Henry that planted it on our wedding day? I had told him about the roses my mother grew when we lived in London. The house and the garden was lost during the Blitz, and I don’t think my mother ever recovered. It was the roses, you see. Her mother had brought them with her when she moved down from Scotland. They were quite irreplaceable. But that’s life, I suppose… We lose that we think we can’t live without, and discover to our horror that we go on living. Heartbroken and half-mad by grief, but living all the same. And as time passes we discover the little things that reminds us of those we lost. My rose is that, a reminder of the ones I have loved and lost over the years.

As for cutting it down, I am afraid it is out of the question. Once it has bloomed, I will prune it of course, but it is still much too early in the season. I would lose most of the buds if I pruned it now and we simply can’t have that, can we, dear Vicar. Besides, I have always thought that leaves and petals on graves look rather romantic. Much nicer than these boring little shrubs people insist on having nowadays. But fear not, once the rose has bloomed and before the frost sets in, I will prune it, like I always do.

Yours Sincerely,
Mrs. Violet Everett

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Looking forward to Camp NaNoWriMo

I participated in the National November Writing Month last year. It challenges you to write a 50 000 word novel in 30 days. I know… it is crazy, but a lot of fun.

2017 was the first year I actually signed up for an account over at nanowrimo.org. And waddaya know, I actually managed to write a novel! Yup, that’s right, an entire story with a beginning, a middle and an ending. 50 986 words in 30 days.

Okay, enough bragging. 🙂

It turns out that the good people over at NaNoWriMo arranges virtual camps as well, and for the entire April I will, together with our Cyan, join thousands of others happy campers for some writing adventures. Unlike the November challenge, you set your own goal during the Camp. My goal, and this is a big one, is to write another 50 000 word story. And I am itching to go! If you ask me, April can’t come soon enough!

If you haven’t already, you should head over to https://campnanowrimo.org/ and join us. Take this opportunity to dedicate an entire month to writing and creativity. Like NaNoWriMo says, the world needs your stories.

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A New Chapter…

For close to ten years my website faerycourt.com has been a fix point in my life. It has been a virtual home and meeting place for not just myself, but for my small circle of friends. We’ve spent hours writing stories, sharing ideas, inspiration and, at times, our innermost feelings.

But now the time has come to leave the Faery Court, to create something new. I can’t deny that it is with a feeling of sadness that I sit here and write the very first post on what will become our new corner of the web. But I also feel the excitement of starting fresh, of being able to create something new.

I hope that Writers Cottage will become what the Faery Court was for so long: a place where we can share, were we can dream and where we can create. Let the writing commence! 🙂

 

The future belongs to do who believes in the beauty of their dreams ~ Eleanor Roosevelt

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