Another Sunday has rolled around again and with it comes another installation of Story Prompt Sunday!
I hope you enjoy today’s opening line…
The lady fawned over the child with amethyst eyes.
And please, if you’re up for it, and it inspires you, share what you’ve written in the comments below!
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Stacey Jaine McIntosh was born in Perth, Western Australia where she still resides with her husband and their four children.
Although her first love has always been writing, she once toyed with being a Cartographer and subsequently holds a Diploma in Spatial Information Services.
Since 2011 she has had over two dozen short stories and drabbles printed for online consumption and in various anthologies, both in print and forth coming. She has also had two poems accepted for publication.
Stacey is also the author of Solstice, Morrighan & Lost and she is currently working on several other projects simultaneously.
She specialises in writing Paranormal Romance and Celtic inspired fairy tales.
When not with her family or writing she enjoys reading, photography, genealogy, history, Arthurian myths and witchcraft.
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I found your blog this afternoon. I’m from Ireland myself. I reside in America now. I’m not educated like some writers out there. I like this story starter and will use it soon. I plan on following this blog with an eager heart and mind. Please check out our blogs too. Happy and blessed writing…
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Thanks so much for following. Do you have a link to your blog? The one attached appears invalid.
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Yes, I changed the web address. I do Apologise. https://irishwritingcurve.wordpress.com This is my blog. I have a spiritual blog too. I’m a Christian.
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Followed. 🙂 Yeah, um, I’m not Christian… don’t hold it against me. I tend to write characters who are Catholic because Catholicism intrigues me ritualistically in the sense that the Catholic saints were once Pagan gods…
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Yes, I do agree with you there. Being Catholic is by choice. My birth family was Catholic. They used the church to abuse us in more ways than one. Now we’re in America we are happy loved and have a family chosen by us. We also use our life experiences in our stories
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