by Charli Mills | May 29, 2018 | Raw Literature
By Pete Fanning We’ve all heard the old cliché about how a character “speaks” to an author? It happened to me a few years ago. This young girl popped into my head with a story. She was good company, persistent, too. She went on for about a month until one day I sat...
by Charli Mills | May 27, 2018 | Memoir & Times Past
By Charli Mills, Generation X, Rural US Television killed the conversation. That’s how I think of “family” dinners growing up. As an only child in rural northern California, my parents didn’t converse at dinner. Instead, my mother prepared the...
by Charli Mills | May 23, 2018 | Raw Literature
I said, “Colorful.” That’s the only reason I ordered a white cake with white frosting. I was thinking magenta roses, blazing copper sunsets, and turquoise cowboy boots. Instead, I got a polite pile of pale pink rosettes and a sprinkling of confetti...
by Charli Mills | May 15, 2018 | Raw Literature
By Robbie Cheadle About mid last year, my Mother and I decided we should write the story of her growing up during the Second World War in the small town of Bungay in East Anglia, Britain. I had listened to my Mother’s childhood stories for my whole life. I thought her...
by Charli Mills | May 12, 2018 | Memoir & Times Past
By Irene Waters I write memoir – my memories of particular times or events in my life. In this process, through no fault of their own other than being part of my life I write another person’s narrative. Who are the other people in our story – firstly there is the “I,”...
by Charli Mills | May 7, 2018 | Raw Literature
By Geoff Le Pard I entered a competition recently. A short story, up to 3000 words with a thriller theme. There was a small entry fee, offset by the promise of some critiquing come what may from a writer whose judgment I trust. Even so, I didn’t really need the...
