What is real? Philosophy and science merely describe, never define, the fabric of reality, and one’s place in it left nebulous. Pondering the essence of existence, an exercise of mental academia, was, to Freya, a question of paramount import. While the Ab...
Chapter 5 The night after that first performance I was high as the proverbial kite. Mum and Dad were mildly amused and just let me chatter on for I don't know how long, all through the TV program they were trying to watch. I told them everything. Almost....
Chapter 1 My GCSEs were finally over, and the summer holidays were here. Of course, my first thoughts were to do absolutely nothing. After two years of studying, I deserved a break. Time off. Me-time. Except of course I hadn't exactly studied all the time...
I let the cool water of the shower cascade down my rock-hard body after a gruelling workout in the gym. My muscles were tired, but I felt pumped up and ready to take on the world as another unemployed artist in one of the East Coast cities. I was proud of...
Long before she let herself through the front door it was obvious to Tabitha that Sunbeam was home. From several doors down the suburban street she could hear the sound of seventies heavy metal and, accompanying the record, Sunbeam’s own guitar playing th...
