I love books so much that I want to be part of every aspect of the process. I read them, I write them, and now I edit them too! This may come as a big surprise but running a second hand bookstore is not the most lucrative way to...
Nov152017
Oct312017
I Woke up to the Sound of Rain
It seemed like everyone had a bit of trouble getting into first person perspective with this prompt. Here’s what I came up with By Genevieve Clovis I woke up to the sound of rain and the echo of voices moving down the hallway. I groaned half-heartedly and prayed I’d...
Sep192017
The Heel of Her Shoe Broke
Another writer has agreed to let me share one of her stories. Let us know what you think in the comments. By Joanne Taylor The heel of her shoe broke so as she spun onstage she was forced to remain on tippy-toes lest the crowd would see it. Of...
Sep152017
Sharing Stories – Update!
Two members of the Cliffside Village Writer’s Group have blogs where they share some or all of the stories they write in the group. They have each been a members for over a year now, so they have lots of stories up for perusal! I think it’s so wonderful...
Sep092017
There’s One Thing I Know for Sure
One of our newest writer’s group members has volunteered to share a piece from Thursday’s session. It’s been a while since I’ve posted more than one story, by more than one writer. So here you are, I hope you enjoy both her piece and my own. By Diane Elizabeth...
May262017
Greetings and Salutations
As always, I am thrilled to have note cards featuring Clare Kirby’s fibre art. She has recently expanded her note card collection to include six of her more recent fabrications. To see more of Clare’s beautiful work check out her website or follow her on facebook.
Mar102017
The Job
I’m going to share both of the stories I wrote last night, because they actually continued perfectly one from the other. By Genevieve Clovis They sat quietly avoiding eye contact, all hoping someone else would answer. Three quiet seconds passed and Kennedy’s face grew stern. Seven seconds and a...
Feb222017
The Man Looked too Old to Still be Working
I can’t wait to be old and do this. By Genevieve Clovis A few wisps of white still clung to his mostly barren scalp. His hands adorned with liver spots tremored slightly. His back hunched and his thin frame looked like it would crumple if even so much as...
Feb082017
He Put His Face in the Water
I haven’t been very good at sharing stories with you all this year, even though I’m running two writer’s groups a week instead of just one. Partly this is because I keep forgetting. But also I have been writing more pieces that I either want to work on further...
Nov152016
The Cupboard was Empty
The last writer’s group of the year is off to a strong start. There’s a mix of new and returning members, but good stories all around. I’m hoping as the group progresses we will see a few more people willing to share there stories here, but for now you’ll...