Just back from my summer holidays in France and I receive the fantastic news that my memoir “Wild Children” has been accepted for publication in Silver Apples Magazine. I’m so excited!
I hope you’re having great summers as well and I would love to hear about them too.
PS this work is for sale on Saatchiart.com
Work in progress
Firbreac stared into the sky, and felt their heads touching, his and hers, as they lay on their backs near the river. The warmth of a thick layer of moss embraced him from behind; his feet cooled by the waters of the silently flowing river. He blinked watching the sun’s rays flit through the leaves above them, first with his left eye then his right, watching the rhythm as it coincided with his heart’s fluttering. The children played beside them, giggling like little birds, when he asked her, as if they understood what it was being asked, the reason for his heart’s flutter. As he waited for her answer his cheeks turned red, seconds seemed like minutes, he started to anticipate a possible no. Then she whispered, “Yes” just loud enough for him to be able to hear her, ‘Yes, I will be your wife.’