Another week already! my last couple of weeks have been a bit crazy, with building work happening at my house (see previous post). I’ve even had to resort to writing with pen and paper #oldschool.
But today, we pride on with my horror novella, Die, Blossom, Bloom. Last time, our protagonist, TED HARRIS, was faced with a question that he had no wish to answer, but knew that he would be faced with eventually. The story reaches its climax today.
On to the penultimate part:
Throwing the spade out of the hole, now almost waist deep, Ted took one last look at his rig. The wooden pegs that turned up the tarpaulin and held the soil in place creaked under the weight, but they stood firm. …
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