Books and Stories by Voinks the author
Time is flying as we near the release of my next book ‘Weird and Peculiar Tales,’ a compilation of short stories with a fellow author. It reminded me of this story which is in two parts. Final part and more news next week. See you then. 😀 I was normal until the accident. That’s when …
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I’m delighted to announce that my first book ‘CHANGES’ is on Amazon count-down from this TUESDAY 29th AUGUST until Saturday 2nd September. What this means is the price will drop drastically on the first day, gradually increasing over the period until it reverts to full price when the countdown ends. In other words, if you …
I’ve always found it odd that for one third (supposedly) of our lives on this earth we are off in the land of Nod. I can understand sitting down to give our legs a rest, but our brains are always active so why do we need to sleep? Perhaps this is the answer. Another night …
As much as we love to see family and friends over the holidays, sometimes it's good to escape. This story was inspired by a friend trying to cope with teenagers, their friends, in-laws, colds, work, cooking, shopping, Unicorns and Pixies. (Well, OK, there weren't really any pixies.) I was stressed and exhausted. Christmas was …
It’s that time of year when everyone has written their Christmas list and is waiting hopefully for Father Christmas to drop down their chimney. (Don’t worry if you have central heating, Santa is an old hand at this and always finds a way to get to the mince pies.) Drago wasn’t sure if he …
An author friend was in despair at the amount of ink her printer used, which naturally inspired this alternative option. 😀 ‘Mum. The printer’s out of ink again.’ ‘Well what do you expect me to do about it? If you will insist on reproducing all that rubbish the humans post it’s not going to last …
A fellow author woke up dreaming about fat goblins at midnight, which naturally inspired a silly story. 😀 ‘I’m not fat,’ Petunia said indignantly. ‘I’m just a bit short for my weight. If I was seven feet instead of four foot three I’d be perfect. Anyway, you can’t talk. With a belly like that …
