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The Rope in the Witching Wood (Part 2)

Sally Tuppence opened her window at midnight. Her parents had just returned home and she had remained in her bed, just long enough for them to check she was still there. 1,365 more words


The Rope in the Middle of the Witching Wood (Part 1)

At the dead centre of the forest, where birch, and maple, and all other trees meet, there is a rope. It is thick and heavy, with knots that are too far apart for a man to climb, and it seems to reach so high, that the people say it fell from the stars. 1,571 more words

Stories Retold

Some Thoughts on Mentoring

Last year I wrote a couple of posts about mentors of mine who helped me along the way, not simply in terms of teaching cold hard facts but more in espousing an attitude towards a life dedicated to the production and appreciation of art. 1,109 more words