Yoharie: Love Back (part five)

Yoharie: Love Back (part five)

Posted by ractrose on 7 Dec 2020 in Fiction, Novels

Yoharie Love Back (part five)               The next item on the timetable, then, was Val, in his room, telling himself Sasha would call. Sasha would not call. They were friends, they were more than friends… They were less than friends. They could never be more than friends…ex-friends…because Val had […]

My Blog Week: November 29 to December 5

Posted by ractrose on 6 Dec 2020 in The Latest

All the Latest from Torsade!                             A Word on the Week   Stasis Oasis         “But you’d rather be, or I should say, you need to be, comforted by an explanation you believe is true. Here’s what’s funny. Anything […]

Celebrated (part eleven)

Posted by ractrose on 5 Dec 2020 in Fiction, Novellas

Novella Celebrated (part eleven)                       “Your name is in the book.” He laughed, with apology. The book was in the bedside drawer of his motel room… And so, anyway, he’d taken a look. “Well, I don’t…” She started this…she might have said, nobody calls me, […]

Flash Fiction: Free for All

Flash Fiction: Free for All

Flash Fiction Free for All                     Suzette, who was going to teach how to sell lip gloss, eye palettes, body glitter— (H.E.N. the name of the line, which had underlying meaning, feminist sardonic, and official meaning: Health, Energy, Nature…) Had a drawing-in-of-the-lips habit. Long, impractical nails. […]

The Irrepressible: Third Allied Forces

Posted by ractrose on 2 Dec 2020 in Art, Poems

      The Folly Allied Forces         The Irrepressible   Jesmine, so much the counterpoint to her headstrong sister, had kept to her tuffet by the fireplace, demure with her teacup. Maude, as she would, spoke at once, the moment Mrs. Davenant rejoined them. ‘Oh, tell, Margaret! You can’t mean to […]

Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (part two)

Posted by ractrose on 1 Dec 2020 in Fiction, Novels

Marjorie Bowen The Sword Decides! (part two)                     Konrad dropped the curtain and advanced. The golden plumage on the brow of Andreas shimmered as he raised his head. “Good evening, Prince.” Konrad scowled at the girl. “I must speak with you.” “Well, do.” Slowly Andreas sat […]