Books and Writing
My (currently untitled) WIP is a feminist historical fiction novel, and a testament to the women that dared to aspire beyond the limits of their lifetime. When ambition is a luxury reserved for men, each woman must fight to carve out a life for herself that society insists is impossible.
1897: Clara, who is torn from her literary ambitions and pushed into marriage with a morally-bankrupt man to save her family business.
1927: Flossie, who flees her small-town upbringing to becoming a flapper dancer, only to find herself submerged in the neon-lit underbelly of big-city exploitation and sleazy speakeasies.
1957: Ida, who gives up busy days in a cotton mill to care for her ailing grandparents, letting her dream of studying ornithology slip through her fingers.
I will be documenting the trials and tribulations of the writing process on my blog, Substack, and social media: follow along to keep yourself up to date, and keep me accountable!
Work-in-Progress…
Short Fiction
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Pressed
Much like the last, another sentimental flash fiction piece in which I am reimagined as a vinyl record, carved and pressed by my grandparents (the other ones, this time!). More lyrical prose, more nostalgia, and arguably more happy, sappy memories.
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Homegrown
A short, sentimental flash fiction piece in which I am reimagined as something grown and nurtured in my grandparents garden. Lyrical prose and fancy imagery stringed together with a healthy dose of nostalgia and happy, sappy memories.
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Blur
Disorienting piece of flash fiction placing the reader in the throws of a deep-set hangover, where the post-party clean-up might include the disposal of a body. Is it really guilt, or just a guilty conscience? Is it a body, or just another blur on the kitchen floor?
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The Black-Eyed Girl on Cannock Chase
My retelling of the famous Midlands folklore heroine, The Black-Eyed Girl on Cannock Chase. Known for spooking campers and jumping out on dog-walkers, was she really a malicious spirit? Or just a lonely little girl?
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In a Month
A short and emotional flash fiction piece told in the future tense by a woman pre-empting the grief she will feel when her husband dies. She finds comfort in the personification of Night and Day, the only consistent company for a widow consumed by monotony.
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Harvey's Place
Harvey Monroe, or ‘The Wizard’, as he’s known to his suspiciously happy patrons, is surreptitiously observed by a journalist trying to find the cause of the immeasurable joy within his bar. Is it heavy-handed measures, or the smiley faces on the cocktail umbrellas?
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