When things begin to deteriorate it sometimes strikes swiftly and with a fierceness of a single white dazzling electric thunderstorm bolt. But sometimes it also moves like red lava that slowly seeps down from the mountain, creeping towards everything you love devouring grass and trees in its path until it swallows your home. And there’s nothing you can do to stop it. Miles away with hands clasped over your mouth, and tears in your eyes, you watch as everything that belonged to you is swallowed up by the lava.
Published by Tortuous Tales
I'm a writer: a writer of random thoughts, short stories, and a couple of manuscripts. I've been published in some Literary Journals over the last few years, and I continue to knock on doors with new stories with the hope I can add to my Writing CV. My ultimate goal? To write a novel that readers enjoy so much, that they are carried away and live in the worlds I create, and become the characters. When not working on submissions to Literary Journals, I've written/write in blogs that I've created. From 2016-2017, I created and completed my first blog titled, Pushing Boundaries. But a few weeks after completing Pushing Boundaries, and suffering from post-blog let-down, I created this second writing endeavour titled, Tortuous Tales. Welcome to Tortuous Tales. This is the blog of stories. Any stories. View all posts by Tortuous Tales