It’s just been one of those weeks, where everything I’ve touched seems to break! Apart from a long week at work, breaking the work bus then breaking half the things at home today, I was starting to get a little paranoid and frustrated with myself.
So I sat down today and decided to write out my frustrations with another short story. It’s a fantasy and perhaps a little on the dark side, but it certainly suits my mood today. And having written, my mood is just about back to its usual cheerful self. So take a look if you dare, at The Weeping Willow. I hope you all enjoy.