Inyaña’s Revenge

I sensed my brother’s heartbreak when a familiar man stepped onto the wharf and smiled as he strolled towards Elisha. The reunion with his wife, Raúl and Xander amazed as all. “Caius,” she murmured. “Welcome to the new homeland. I’m pleased that you decided to return.” Within minutes, Caius and Elisha, with their son, steppedContinue reading “Inyaña’s Revenge”

Call me Meg Relaunch

I am delighted to announce the relaunch of my blog [], which, will record my journey from creating to writing and finally publishing my “scribbles”. From the beginning, when I lived in Spain with my daughter, I shared my journey with friends and followers. The title of my blog was “” (i.e. Call me Meg).Continue reading “Call me Meg Relaunch”


Part One: Stella Distraught, James phoned the police to report his fiancé’s disappearance. For some inexplicable reason, the receptionist was uncomfortable. Embarrassed, when James challenged her, Annie admitted eavesdropping on his conversation. “Emily and Alan maintained Stella was unwell so they booked an appointment with her GP? James, they hadn’t returned when reception closed soContinue reading “SCÁRPA FLOW”

Death is the beginning!

I have memories of time spent playing in the attics of a large house; four stories with servant’s quarters on the top floor. I was wearing a white mid-calf length dress, frilly and old-fashioned; pretty ballet pumps made from soft leather, and stockings trimmed with fine hand-made lace. Black hair, styled in ringlets, cascaded downContinue reading “Death is the beginning!”