Books and Stories by Voinks the author
I saw an article from a geological magazine about stones and rocks. Realising how little I knew about the subject, I did some research and was amazed at the varied uses and importance of this inanimate object. I’m just a stone- nothing important. Yet I’m used to make a wall, providing protection from the elements, the rain, …
A friend has a donkey, two horses, two dogs, various chickens and used to have a parrot. Before Christmas she suggested I write a short story about a drunken donkey, and although it's nearer Easter here's what I came up with. I was quite happy playing in the fields with my two horse companions, and if …
Writing can be one of the loneliest professions. Even if we're not stuck away in the proverbial attic our quill pens or laptops are not the friendliest of company. Luckily the 'family' of authors are one of the most supportive groups I've ever come across. Having been there, done that and bought the printing paper …
This story was inspired by the photograph which you may interpret as a father and his daughter out for a pleasant evening walk. It struck me as more sinister and actually sent a shiver up my spine. At first it had been fun walking through the woods and listening to the crunch of broken branches …
I came across two separate prompts for short stories I intended to write and thought it would be fun to combine them. This was the result. 😀 ‘This house is freezing.’ ‘It’s not really that bad Jack; it’s just been empty a long while. Now we’re here lets at least look round. Will you …
‘Where’s your accent from?’ ‘I’m from Malta.’ Where’s that? I’ve heard of it but not sure where it is.’ ‘Between Italy and Africa. In the middle of the Mediterranean.’ That was when I first fell in love with the man I was dancing with, and later the ‘Rock’ that was his homeland. Our first …
Where are we now? Yes he was an icon but that’s not how I remember David Bowie. Weirdly I found myself writing this as if we had met in the street after so many years and were having a catch-up chat. Thinking back to the old days, as Elvis would have said “Memories.” By the …
