work in progress

2009-12-10T11:56:00.000-08:00

seasons move forward

rain falls downward

we grow upwards?

Another small bit of part 2 of 3 for chapter 1

2009-07-03T14:12:00.000-07:00

At this point in time the mansion was still in early stages of planning and construction. So William left his wife with the newborn to continue overseeing the building work, for now it would have to be completed as quickly as possible.

thinkings on writings

2009-06-26T14:33:00.001-07:00

what is it about listening to classical music that just makes your hands float over the keys and write???

I feel at complete peace while i am listening to this type of music and i am in fact typing with my eyes closed! what makes other people write?

What makes you listen to your thoughts clearly? you go all day suppressing them at work, what makes them come out now?

Thoughts please x x x

(I am on a complete chill atm) lol x

a small part of part 2 of 3 for chapter 1

2009-06-24T22:14:00.000-07:00

13 July 1831

It was on this warm summer’s day that William Edwards became a proud father, his beautiful wife had given birth to their first son. Martha smiled at her husband as the newborn lay in bliss upon her shoulder.

part 1 of 3 of chapter 1

2009-06-22T04:00:00.000-07:00

29 September 1916

If anyone had happened to be near the Edwards mansion on the eve of the 29^th September 1916, they would of heard a sound that can only be described as otherworldly. A woman, in pain, anguish and absolute terror was screaming into the night.

But of course on that eve, not a soul came by. If they had they might of heard the screams lapse into silence, they might of listened as the grounds slowly echoed that silence back and they might of seen a shadowed figure running from behind the east wing. But as I have said, this isn’t what happened.

So on that eve as the silence settled in and the shadowed figure ran away, it would of seemed to any outsider as a normal, picturesque mansion set in beautiful grounds with nothing out of the ordinary.

After a while another sound started up, not as terrifying as the screams of earlier. This sound however, was far more disconcerting; a baby’s cry that rang clear into the night...

first ever blog

2009-06-21T23:22:00.000-07:00

Ok, this is my first ever blog (I know, i'm about 10 years behind) and the purpose of me setting this up is so i can show the progress of a short story I am working on.

I am a very nice person and if you have twitter add me! http://twitter.com/british_girl :)

I will try and update this as often as i can, so look out for the first proper post later on today!!

XxX Abbie XxX