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Spinner of Mythic Tales

Regin, Rat and Raesan

Posted on May 20, 2018 by crispina kemp

An excerpt from Regin-yorl posted May 2013 (‘Neve‘, an Asaric Tale) Again, Raesan’s memories spooled into Neve’s head, again of Eldsland and of Regin-Yorl’s hall. He showed her Gudrum. Startling blue eyes and an ankle-length coat—red-brown leather, similar to the coat she had glimpsed … Continue reading →

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Trevor the Tractor’s Great Day Out

Posted on May 19, 2018 by crispina kemp

Tuesday-last being a bright and blistering hot day I went to the seaside. Yea, I know, I live on the coast but up a piece and around the corner there’s Cromer.  What I like most about Cromer are the tractors. … Continue reading →

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The Girl with Autumn-Red Hair

Posted on May 13, 2018 by crispina kemp

Or Miss Perceive, a Story in Three Acts (i) “Stop!” he called. “What?” she asked though she carried on walking. “Stop. Please. Right there.” “Do what?” she asked. “That’s it, love. Great.” “Excuse me?” “I just had to take a photo … Continue reading →

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On The Shelf

Posted on May 12, 2018 by crispina kemp

The way the light catches this floral arrangement, the obvious wedding overtones, the way it perches on a tiny shelf set in the church window, all suggested (tongue in cheek) ‘‘On The Shelf’ (2018picoftheweek).  

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Counting Fountains

Posted on May 12, 2018 by crispina kemp

Or Sammi’s Weekend Challenge: a poem or prose to mention FOUNTAIN in exactly 53 words. Okay, challenge on: Fifty, fifty, fifty-three Fountain counting comes too easily Words from numbers being freed Not from Suttungr’s poetic mead Ought I hang on … Continue reading →

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Silvered Lady

Posted on May 9, 2018 by crispina kemp

Silvered Lady in the sky You affect my moods I know not why But when you’re full I’m so alive Yet when you’re new I have to strive To change my world from blue Reposted from December 2012

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Spring Come Late

Posted on May 6, 2018 by crispina kemp

Last year I remarked of how early the spring flowers. Bluebells, may blossom, wild apple, were all in full flower before March was out. This might happen in the Southern Counties, but not in the eastern reaches of East Anglia. … Continue reading →

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All That Sparkles

Posted on May 5, 2018 by crispina kemp

The photo was taken looking down from a bridge over the River Wensum, on the outskirts of Norwich, with a faster shutter speed than I’d usually use (the bridge parapet served as tripod), and I managed to capture the sparkles. … Continue reading →

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Too Many Misses

Posted on May 2, 2018 by crispina kemp

A Misunderstanding Of Misses Miss B Gotten misbehaved And by misadventure, had a close shave. Miss Cue misconstrued Miss D Meanor’s mishandling, A misconception misleading to misappropriate misgivings. Miss Ann Thrope, who misspent her youth in misprinting in ink, Later … Continue reading →

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Asaric Tales e-book Update #6

Posted on April 29, 2018 by crispina kemp

As promised, my monthly update. And, with a shock, I realise it’s now six months since I started this project. Am I any closer to seeing it realised? Yep, ish. Asaric Lies: Beta-Readers and Critique I have now received all … Continue reading →

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