So, yesterday was tax day – I’m sure it didn’t go unnoticed by most of us. They say death and taxes are the only certainties. For most of us aspiring to be published, we can add to that list, rejection. … Continue reading →
I just finished reading Tangled Webs, the latest book by Anne Bishop and I was planning on writing a review about it today, but since it is the is part of a series, I decided it would be more helpful … Continue reading →
The Planter Box by Evilynne For the Flash Fiction Carnival April Topic-Elements Angie stood over her kitchen table and dug into the fragrant, cool potting soil that filled her gaily painted planter box. It was soothing, dark and full of … Continue reading →
The following is a writing challenge I snagged from Booking Through Thursday. Pick up the nearest book. (I’m sure you must have one nearby.) Turn to page 123. What is the first sentence on the page? The last sentence on … Continue reading →
I had a go at the three line, 17 syllables or less sort of haiku and came up with this Spring livesIn the blossom on my treeIn the yellow daffodils Summer dancesIn the rosesIn the warmth of the sun Autumn … Continue reading →
Every Friday, we will post links to a collection of flash pieces written by our contributing Authors and guests. They may be related to the same prompt, they may be randomly assembled, they will always be enjoyable. This week, we … Continue reading →
Hard to believe, but it’s already Thursday again. Most of the contributors of the Writer’s Retreat Blog participate in the weekly meme, Thursday Thirteen, so every Thursday we link to the individual sites of each writer’s TT. Hopefully, this helps … Continue reading →
The writers of the Writer’s Retreat Blog have agreed to contribute essays to our series called, “Wiley Wednesday,” in which we will share our thoughts and opinions about the craft of writing. While we’ve all agreed to this, I’m not … Continue reading →
The Night Is A Harsh Mistressby A. Catherine Noon Chapter 2 The phone rang, startling her a little. “Rachel Carmichael,” she greeted without looking at the Caller I.D., her cigarette bouncing in the corner of her mouth. She slipped off … Continue reading →
I just finished reading Emily Ryan-Davis’s, All the Trees in Pearl. Set in Colorado in 1868, it’s the story of a woman who travels across the country to marry one man, and ends up finding another. The attraction is evident … Continue reading →