Another Inmate…
The nurse lies. She says my toe will grow back and that the black birds don’t sing about me and the trail of blood I left in the road. She laughs at me and calls me ugly under her breath, thinking I can’t hear. I don’t care, because the mice believe me now. Soon they’ll steal the key for me. Cutting off my own toe for a shoe was just the beginning.
for A Story-a-Day…
A Story: Room One
They won’t let me have my cloak back, but the nurse hangs it from a hook I can see from the tiny window in my door. One of the orderlies always touches the red velvet every time he goes by. I shall tell Wolf.
Do you know Story-a-Day in May?
I’m struggling through exam week at work, moving into a house (our first house ever!), getting my son ready for regional speed skate competition, illustrating a children’s book, helping promote Plum Tree Books, and doing laundry, washing dishes, paying bills, walking the dogs…you know, living like everyone else.
But I love Story-a-Day.
I’ll post them–in all their first draft horror–here, and–because I like to have a theme to keep on track–the stories will come from the Fairy Tale Asylum. The inmates, so to speak.
Join me please!
You may have read this over at writing in the water, but I’m covering all my bases.
My art at The Plum Tree
I’m now Head of Art for Youth-Tube at Plum Tree Books. We’re calling for submissions for art by children under 12.
If you’re interested in knowing more, email me at
marta (at) youth-tube (dot) co (dot) uk
We’d also love for you to visit the site, follow it, tweet it, fb it, or otherwise show your support. Thank you.
Remember, art is cool. And so are kids.
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P.S. Please note the Plum Tree has several other projects in the works–poetry, fiction, music, and photography. Go see for yourself.
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