Today’s Attachment: Izzy

Sometimes I get ruffled because I don’t send out newsletters as often as I think I should. Then I remember that I don’t like my inbox being bombarded with too many emails from the same sender. I’m more inclined to open and read from the ones I don’t see too often.

A reader messaged me today and said, ‘What’s seldom is wonderful!’ MADE MY DAY!

She had just received my latest newsletter with my witchy Halloween story attached; Izzy.

Here’s a short excerpt and if you want to read more about Izzy, simply click on the ‘Sign up Here’ image at the bottom. This will take you to the newsletter sign-up page and you’re Welcome Email will contain the full tale of Izzy.

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I looked around the room in awe of how enchanting it was. Oil lanterns glowed softly on the windowsills. Gold-framed mirrors hung on every wall, alongside portraits of women who resembled Hazel; all with the same long hair of the same colour and the vibrant green eyes. Bunches of herbs and dried flowers, and copper pots and pans hung from wooden ceiling beams. Candlesticks in bronze candelabras waited to be lit as Hazel walked around lighting each one from the flame of a long black wick.


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Big Pat – 99-Word Stories

I went there for a new-born girl, but I ended up with a twelve-year-old boy! He looked out of place with his shaggy hair and bald patch, so I asked about him. They said that when his mamma had died, he ran away. He was found wandering in the grounds of a nursing home. No one knew his name.

His eyes followed me. He looked sad but I sensed he had charisma. I signed the papers, and took him home. When he strutted into our kitchen, he charmed us immediately with his feline cockiness. We christened him Sexy Pat. 

Sexy Pat with his bald patch. He was truly amazing! Pat has long since passed away.

In response to Charli’s Story Challenge in 99 Words. October 17, 2023, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about something shaggy. It can be carpet, a hair-do, or some sort of critter. How can something shaggy steer the story? Go where the prompt leads!

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Set in a gossipy small town in Ireland at a time when marriage is for keeps and sexuality is repressed, Secrets in the Babby House is a family saga over three decades that starts in 1956. It is a story of love, deception, and stolen diaries filled with sins and secrets.

#100DaysOfThoseDays – Spay Day

Day 5 #100DaysOfThoseDays

Today is World Spay Day

Dog and cat spaying wasn’t as common back in the 70s as it is now. I remember in those days, dogs roamed the streets and puppies and kittens were born in the hedges on the back lane. Not all the time of course, but sometimes!

Once, my father found a bag of newborn kittens at the foot of a steep hill. The person who got out of their car and threw the bag across the hill was aiming for the river, but they missed!

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